Upon hearing this, Xiang Jinnan's expression faltered, and a fleeting trace of heartache crossed his deep-set eyes.
But soon, Feng Jinglei smiled again; in front of others, she never needed any sympathy.
"But it's all in the past, I'm almost okay now." She referred to her feelings of losing her parents, which had almost healed, slowly recovering.
But is she really healed? The scene of her parents' tragic death was vividly etched in her mind; even if a lifetime passed, the scar in her heart would never heal.
"Let's go inside first and talk."
Xiang Jinnan spoke, and the next second he had already taken the suitcase from her hand, "Let's go."
They say you meet benefactors on your journey, so does this count as meeting one?
Although they hadn't contacted each other in three years, during the first year of college, Xiang Jinnan and she had a pretty good relationship. But later, after graduation, her family suffered another major upheaval, and they slowly lost touch.
