Because it was already late at night.
The spot that they were in was somewhat secluded with dim lighting. There was stubble on the man's chin. His wild and mischievous charisma was even more rich. The intense heat hidden in his black eyes turned this cold winter night warm.
Countless words reached the lips of Shi Tingbai but not a single one could find its way out.
"Xiaobai?" Lu Yiyu raised his hand and swung it before the boy's eyes. The corners of his lips were always lifted as he asked, "What's on your mind? Are you not happy that I'm back?"
"Lu Yiyu."
Shi Tingbai calmly called out his name. His voice was slow, as if he was pushing words out of his throat one after another.
"Yes?"
Lu Yiyu took a step forward.
It was predictable how long he had been waiting here.
Finally, after flying for more than ten hours, he returned. In the end, he had not broken his promise, right?