Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Everyone was swept away by his cool and handsome look.
Many took out their phones and captured this scene to upload to their social-media accounts. They were curious to find out about this man from their friends.
Right now, in Gong Jie’s eyes, his big world had lost all its color; his eyes only had Yun Shishi, while the rest were nonexistent to him!
“Shishi…” He called out her name softly as he hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go!
He was terribly afraid that, if he let go or she struggled free from his embrace, she would shatter into pieces, just like those recurring nightmares.
What he was even more afraid of was that, if he let go again, he might not know how long he would lose her!
He had sought her high and low for so long. Everyone told him that she was no longer part of this world. He should have given up long ago, but his stubbornness had kept him going even to this day!
Since fate had reunited him with her, he would not let go no matter what!
He already lost her once, which resulted in a fifteen-year separation!
This time around, he would never let go!
If possible, he wanted time to stand still and stop moving! He wanted to embrace her a little longer, just to make up for that a decade and a half of loss!
Yun Shishi was bewildered, but when she heard him call her name, she fossilized instantly.
She did not know who this man was, but for reasons unknown, when he called her nickname, it was deep, hoarse, and full of vulnerable sorrow. At the same time, there was a tinge of elation and joy of reunion!
At that moment, she was also swept up by his emotions and could not bear to push him away.
Unconsciously, though, she did not find his hug repulsive.
‘Shishi, Shishi…’
In her memory, there was a boy who looked identical to her following her closely all the time.
‘Shishi! Shishi!’
The boy’s clear and childish voice tinkled along like spring water—melodious and movingly sweet.
The girl turned around and told him solemnly, ‘Xiao Jie, call me ‘sister’, understand?’
‘No, I refuse. I like to call your name. Shishi, Shishi! Isn’t it nicer?’
The girl shook her head in resignation.
The boy ran up to her. Cupping her face with his soft, little hands, his charming eyes turned up into a slight gleeful smile.
‘Shishi, let’s be together forever and never apart, all right?’
The girl emphasized helplessly, ‘Xiao Jie, call me ‘sister.”
‘No.’
‘Call me ‘sister’!’
‘No, I won’t; I’m not calling!’ the boy retorted defiantly. ‘We were born only a few hours apart on the same day; why should I call you ‘sister’? Hmph. It’s not fair!’
‘I’m your elder sister since I was born earlier than you were, even by a one-second difference!’
‘But you’re so stupid and weak. Why don’t you call me ‘brother’, and I’ll protect you for the rest of my life?’
‘Xiao Jie, I’m going to ignore you if you continue to fool around.’
The girl got angry and wanted to walk away.
The boy quickly stopped her and held her hand. ‘Don’t, please. Shishi, play with me, yeah? It’s boring when I play on my own.’
His voice was soft and fluffy.
He held her hand and leaned forward petulantly.
‘Then, call me ‘elder sister’, and I’ll play with you.’
