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Time seemed to come to a standstill.

Separated by a few meters, they quietly looked at each other. He was an extremely stunning man whose profile was almost the same as the person in her memories save the shorter hair. Still domineering and decisive, he had the presence of a king who was no longer as arrogant and unrestrained as he was in his younger days. The introspection that came with age replaced the arrogance and unrestrained streak in him, but it did not make him look any older. If it weren't for the twenty-over years that had passed, she almost imagined that only a few years had passed as he did not look particularly different save the sadness and loneliness in his eyes.

Mo Shitian!

Her face was pale as she looked at him walking toward her extremely slowly in a daze. Every slow step he took seemed to be a step on her heart. Pain surged across her entirety. She expected him to become agitated, enraged…