Chapter 31 (2/2)

She raised the cup to her lips and drank it in tiny sips. The man beside her walked away, his footsteps fading with the growing distance between them. She lifted her head and turned around; the man was already far away, but she could still make out his straight back and long legs. He was dressed in a suit.

The man was tall and lean. There was something about him that made him seem distant and unapproachable.

“Lu Yi…”

She whispered the name softly, under her breath. The man turned his head, and she was able to gaze upon his profile. His face was calm and stoic; it was bathed in sunlight, but somehow his features remained frosty and aloof.

It was him. It was really him.

She had not forgotten his voice or his scent. To her own surprise, she found that she also remembered his preferences.

Lu Yi had strange tastes for a man. He detested both coffee and alcohol; instead, he enjoyed drinking milk tea.

She was fond of milk tea, too.

The milk tea warmed both her stomach and her soul.

She lifted the cup to her lips once more, and slowly drank the rest of the tea. The warmth of the milk tea reached her stomach, and then spread to her lower abdomen. The pain subsided.

She tossed the empty cup into a nearby trash can, and got to her feet. The glare of the sun was a little too bright for her; she shielded her eyes with a hand, and slowly made her way home.

After what seemed like an eternity, she finally reached the door to her house. Before she could open it, the door abruptly swung open.

Yi Ling rushed out.