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Cheng Anya hid under the blanket and she could not calm down. She had the urge to cry whenever she thought of the fact that Third Young Master Ye was so near her and he was not the one that fell into the sea.

Although they only met for one minute, it was very precious to Anya. It was the most cheerful day for her for the past eleven days. A sharp trace of happiness flashed past her heart and she felt that it was worth it even if she had to die now.

'Ah Chen, you've finally come!'

'You've finally come!'

Cheng Anya could not help but tear in silence, making her shirt wet. She knew that Ah Chen would not die and leave her alone. She thought that she still had to wait for two to three days before she could meet him and felt as if a generation had passed.