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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nThree years ago when he left, his rough and unkempt hair covered his ears. He was childish and looked like a boy who had just attained his youthful charm.

nHe faced the midday sun, dragged along his ordinary luggage and waved at her from the school gate.

nHe had said, “Xuxu, I won’t be coming back for the next three years. In the meantime, please treat yourself kindly and take good care of yourself.”

nBack then three years had sounded like an eternity, and the uncertainty of whether she’d forget him pounded in her heart. Would she forget him by then?

nShe returned to her hostel room in tears and wanted to beg him to not leave.

nHowever she was certain that she couldn’t hold Ah Heng back from his dreams, she couldn’t be so selfish.

nIn the blink of an eye, three years have passed by unexpectedly.

nHis sleek physique was now rid of his childish self, and the corner of his eye beamed captivatingly. Other than that, he was also a graceful and charming man.

nXuxu pressed her lips tightly together, her eyes shining in the light. Before she could say anything, she was choked with emotion.

nJiang Zhuoheng kept his eyes on her, scrutinizing her face, eyes, careful to not let a single detail go.

nSuddenly, he reached out and held Wen Xuxu in his arms, tightening them around her, as if he wanted to fuse them as one.

nA hug and a simple “I miss you”, was not enough to make up for all the longing she’d for the past three years.

nHe lowered his head and shut his eyes, his nose leaning against Xuxu’s hair. He took a deep breath and took in the light fragrance of her hair.

n“Xuxu, I’m back.”

nAlthough deep and gentle, those words carried a hint, as if there was a hidden meaning in them.

nWen Xuxu stood on her toes and looked up. She propped her chin on Jiang Zhuoheng’s shoulder, sobbed and nodded, “Yes, you’re back.”

nJiang Zhuoheng’s appearance reminded her of a series of unhappy events that flashed across Xuxu’s mind.

nIf Ah Heng hadn’t left back then, things wouldn’t have been so tough on her. But she was glad that she hadn’t kept him back, as she had no right to be that cruel and selfish towards him.

nPerhaps it was the excitement of a long-awaited reunion or the reopening of memories from a locked chest—tears began to fill Xuxu’s eyes.

n“I’m curious. Since you’re both so in love, why didn’t you two decide to leave together?”

nA cold voice shot through the silence, breaking the touching atmosphere of this reunion.

nThere was clear sarcasm in the cold tone.

nThe suave man had his hands in the pockets of his tuxedo as he casually walked towards the couple. An evil smirk spread across his face.

nJiang Zhuoheng was stunned when he heard his voice. He released his grip from Wen Xuxu, and turned towards the guy walking towards them.

nBoth pairs of eyes met!

nHe raised his lips, and a smile was plastered on his face.

nHe blurted out, “Yan Rusheng, what a small world. I’m finally back after three years, and here you are going on a business trip. Are you deliberately avoiding me?”

nHis eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was smiling mysteriously.

n“What are you trying to imply?” Yan Rusheng defended himself, as if Jiang Zhuoheng had seen through him. He blinked his eyes at Jiang Zhuoheng and asked suspiciously, “Why would I want to hide from you?”

nHis tone had unexpectedly heightened; he sounded nervous.

nJiang Zhuoheng grinned and gave Yan Rusheng a pat on his back. “Rusheng, I was just joking, why so anxious?”

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