Huang Yi took a deep breath and carefully put away the letter. At this point, worrying was useless. He could only look forward and hope for Qin Shiyu's safe return.
Huang Yi turned his head to look at Zu Zaiyu, whose small figure in the warm morning sun looked like an elf, seemingly filled with endless hope. For a moment, he was lost in a daze, as if he saw himself from years ago, holding hands with Qin Shiyu, chasing and frolicking under a similarly warm morning sun.
"Big brother, what are you thinking about?" Zu Zaiyu noticed something different in Huang Yi's expression and mustered the courage to ask.
Huang Yi came back to his senses, looked at Zu Zaiyu, and smiled faintly, "Little Fish, do you have someone you like?"
Zu Zaiyu thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "I don't know, the organization didn't teach me that."
