Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

"what happened to you?"

A familiar voice sounded from above her head. Liu Shiyin slowly raised her head, and a clear face gradually emerged in her blurry vision—it was the man who had asked her name at the banquet last night.

Zhao Zixun stood quietly in front of Liu Shiyin, his gaze falling on her moist eyes. Looking at her tearful appearance, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

At this moment, she was as vulnerable as a wounded little bird, in dire need of warmth and comfort.

Zhao Zixun slowly squatted down and asked softly in a more intimate manner:

"What happened? Can you tell me?"

His tone was full of concern and gentleness, like a spring breeze that eased the chill in Liu Shiyin's heart.

However, Liu Shiyin simply shook her head. She didn't want her emotions to affect others, and she didn't want to confide her pain to someone she barely knew.

Seeing this, Zhao Zixun didn't press the matter, but simply comforted him softly:

"Don't cry, everything will be alright. If you need any help, just let me know."

As Liu Shiyin listened to Zhao Zixun's words, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

In this unfamiliar city, she felt incredibly warm and grateful to have someone willing to listen to her and offer her support and help.

She forced a smile and said in a low voice:

"Thank you."

Zhao Zixun looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew that everyone had their own story and secrets, and Liu Shiyin was clearly unwilling to say more at this moment. He didn't press her further.

Are you going to the Huo residence? Shall I take you there?

Zhao Zixun spoke up,

"No,"

Liu Shiyin refused without even thinking; she didn't want to trouble others.

"It's very late now, it's not safe for you to be alone as a girl. I was just going that way, I didn't specifically give you a ride. Don't worry, okay?"

However, Zhao Zixun did not intend to give up and continued.

Looking into Zhao Zixun's firm and sincere eyes, Liu Shiyin finally nodded and got into Zhao Zixun's car.

Sitting in the car, Liu Shiyin stared blankly at the passing street scenes outside the window. Although the environment inside the car was warm and pleasant, her heart felt as if it were shrouded in the cold winter.

Her thoughts were wandering, her heart filled with an indescribable heaviness and confusion.

Zhao Zixun didn't say much. He focused on driving, occasionally glancing at Liu Shiyin's face through the rearview mirror, paying attention to her emotional changes and making sure she was alright.

A brief silence fell over the carriage, broken only by the sound of the wheels turning and the occasional rustling of the breeze against the windows.

Night had fallen, and Liu Shiyin still hadn't returned home. Aunt Wang paced anxiously inside the house, her heart filled with worry for Liu Shiyin.

She knew that Liu Shiyin was a well-behaved and sensible girl, but it was really worrying that she hadn't come back so late.

What worried her even more was that Liu Shiyin didn't have a phone and she couldn't contact her, which made her feel even more helpless.

Finally, Aunt Wang had no other choice but to pin her hopes on Huo Muchen. He was the one who brought Shiyin back, so he should know where she was.

So she picked up the phone and dialed Huo Muchen's number.

Huo Muchen was at a bar with friends when he saw the caller ID was Aunt Wang, and he frowned slightly.

"Aunt Wang, what's wrong?"

Huo Muchen asked,

"Young Master, it's so late and Shiyin hasn't come back yet. I'm really worried about her being out all alone."

Aunt Wang's voice was filled with anxiety and tension.

"I understand, Aunt Wang, you rest first, I'll go find her."