Ling Qing's eyes dimly looked at his leaving behind, tears like broken pearls constantly falling down...

She was also immersed in the sadness of losing her love, and there was a banging knock at the door, "Ling Qing, Ling Qing, open the door!" The deep, husky voice sounded impatient.

Ling Qing raised his hand and wiped his tears. He quickly got up and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Ling Bin came in quickly and shouted out, "Hey, Ling Qing, have you cooked yet?" I'm hungry!"

"I'm doing it. I'll be ready in a minute." Ling Qingnong's response slowly closed the door.

"I just saw a man...