He left behind the noise of the city, the mundane matters of the world, and squinted his eyes slightly, suddenly hearing some sounds. He looked down, and at the end of the road, Jian Anning was standing there, waiting for his return!
There she stood, her long dress billowing in the wind. A few red leaves fluttered down, landing on her jet-black hair, on the skirt of her dress lifted by the wind, and on her fair, smooth cheeks.
He was taken aback for a moment, and a warmth spread over his heart. It seemed no matter how far he went, there was always someone who would greet him at the doorstep of his home. That feeling was just like a wife welcoming a husband returning late!
He started walking forward, but suddenly, an indescribable feeling of constraint swept over him again, leaving him unsure of how to face it!
