Jingjing and her mother had already walked far ahead, but she suddenly stopped and turned around.
Amidst the bustling crowds at the airport, Qiuqiu and Bai Jin embraced each other from a distance, so far away that Jingjing couldn't clearly see their faces, but she could sense that they seemed like friends, yet there was something more than friendship between them. They seemed like lovers, but lacked something that lovers have. How peculiar.
Jingjing pressed her chest, feeling a strange emotion inside, and vague images seemed to appear in her memory.
"Jingjing, what's the matter?" Jingjing's mother asked worriedly, fearing her daughter would run over, or that she might remember something.
"I just feel that person... was very warm." For the first time, Jingjing felt this way about a "stranger."
