"Lin Hai, I want to ask you something." Tao Xia lay in Lin Hai's arms, the two of them now in a quiet, peaceful little teahouse, with no one to disturb them and no noisy sounds.
"Go ahead, Taotao, ask away. I'm an open book." Lin Hai said, smiling as he enjoyed the faint warmth of her body.
At this moment, the last concern in his heart had disappeared, and he could face Tao Xia with peace of mind.
What he needed to do now was to chat with her, to soothe the resentment and longing that had built up inside him over the past seven years.
"Over these years, what exactly have you been doing outside? After you left, I forced Grandpa to send people to look for you; it was as if you had vanished without a trace. No matter the cost, I couldn't find even a tiny bit of information about you." Tao Xia lay in Lin Hai's embrace, tilting her head up to gaze at the man she had yearned for day and night.