He stepped off the ferry.
It was a woman in a fashionable little dress with curly hair. She was carrying a small leather suitcase in her hand and wearing the most popular high heels. She looked like she had returned from abroad.
Ye chuyan looked at this strange yet familiar city and her eyes felt sore.
It had been seven years.
She was finally back.
Si Jin ... Are you still waiting for me?
Ye chuyan muttered these two words, her eyes filled with a complicated expression.
Seven years ago, in order to pursue so-called freedom and independence, she left China and stayed abroad. She also gave up her love.
At that time, she was too proud because she was able to make a name for herself overseas with just her passion. However, reality had given her a tight slap in the face. All these years abroad, she had not been doing as she wished, both physically and mentally.
Now, ye chuyan regretted leaving Shanghai and Bo sijin, who treated her like a treasure.