Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai——
The person he has been yearning for, thinking of day and night but unable to meet for such a long time, appeared before him, flesh and blood.
However, at this moment, he wished more than anything that he did not have to see him.
In such a dangerous, thorned land, how did the child he wanted to protect cross through all the hardships to reach him?
Why had he wandered into this swamp he should never have stepped foot in?
"You're alive...as long as you're alive." The moment Shi Tingbai saw the man, he suddenly felt the tight strings in his body finally loosen. Cold sweat erupted from his forehead and back. His eyes were unconsciously moist, his nose terribly sour. He didn't want to cry, but at the sight of the man, he felt a surge of grievance threatening to burst out, completely unable to control himself.
Feeling particularly awful.
But also exceptionally relieved.
He could still see him and could tell him...he hadn't been able to let him go.
