The airport's broadcast suddenly played Liang Yongqi's "Pity It's Not You." The song underscored Zhang Yantong's mood at that moment. Pity it's not you, staying with me till the end. In the end, it was just me who walked past that intersection alone. Zhang Yantong entered the security checkpoint, reluctantly glanced at the airport's entrance one last time, but ultimately failed to catch a glimpse of Ye Chen's shadow. However, as she took a step forward, suddenly, she felt an intense pain inside.
The pain was like repeated stabs of a knife. Zhang Yantong immediately crouched on the ground, clutching her chest as beads of sweat fell from her forehead. Biting her teeth, she exclaimed, "What's happening? Why does my heart hurt so much?!"
"Lady, may I help you?" A handsome man approached, saw Zhang Yantong bending down crouching on the ground, and couldn't help but ask.
"No, no need!" Zhang Yantong quickly waved her hand and said, "It's just a little discomfort, but I'm alright now!"