Qi Lin suddenly opened her eyes and just caught a glimpse of her mother's anxious look. Seeing Qi Lin awake, she was both surprised and delighted, tightly hugging Qi Lin. Rainwater drenched her hair, sliding down her face, finally dripping onto her cheeks. Thunder still echoed in her ears. Qi Lin looked around; it was still the suburb.,When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.,Qilin's departure wasn't because she felt guilty but rather she didn't know how to face him. As she moved through the crowd, she recalled her impulse to see Bai Qianye back then. She thought it would be a regret, yet now that they've met again, she doesn’t even know if he’s still the same person and has no idea how to proceed.。