Chapter 54: Endless Yearning, Blossoming Anew in Spring

Li Chengyin! Xiaofeng's crisp voice suddenly rang out at the entrance of the teahouse, carrying boundless surprise and grievance, piercing straight through the clamor of the afternoon market like a sharp arrow.

Li Chengyin was walking dazedly along with the flow of people. In the market, cries of peddlers rose and fell in succession, all kinds of grocery stalls dazzled the eye, and the air was filled with the fragrance of food and the scent of dust.

Yet that voice possessed a magical power that made him stop in his tracks instantly.

He whipped his head around. Through the gaps in the bustling crowd, a woman dressed in red as fiery as flames stood quietly.

The sunlight spilled over her, gilding the edges of her red attire with gold. She let the crowd surge past her on all sides, resembling a red lotus blooming amidst the secular clamor, stubborn yet solitary.

Tears welled up in Xiaofeng's eyes, yet she stubbornly refused to let them fall, gazing straight at Li Chengyin.

In that look were longing, sorrow, and the deep affection and pain accumulated over countless days and nights. Li Chengyin's heart felt as though it had been struck a heavy blow, tightening instantly.

Almost uncontrollably, his feet rushed excitedly in the direction of Xiaofeng.

Every step was filled with eagerness, stirring up a small gust of wind that startled a few sparrows foraging by the roadside.

Passersby turned to look, surprised by this sudden scene, but at this moment, Li Chengyin's eyes held only that vibrant splash of red, only the woman who made his world instantly bright.

He rushed up to Xiaofeng, his throat seemingly choked, a thousand words blocked at his lips, leaving him momentarily unable to speak.

He simply stared unblinkingly at Xiaofeng, as if trying to carve her appearance deep into his soul, fearing that this was merely an illusory dream that would vanish the moment he averted his gaze.

At this moment, a gentle breeze swept by, stirring the strands of hair across Xiaofeng's forehead. Their soft swaying seemed to pluck at Li Chengyin's heartstrings.

Xiaofeng also tilted her head up slightly, tears shimmering in her eyes, her lips trembling gently as the suppressed emotion threatened to break through the dams in the next second.

After a long while, Li Chengyin managed to force out a single word: "You..."

The rest of the words remained choked back by the surging emotions in his heart.

Xiaofeng's tears finally broke free, sliding down her cheeks and dampening the front of her garments.

Li Chengyin slowly raised his hand, wanting to touch Xiaofeng's face, but stopped just short of making contact. His hand trembled slightly, as if this touch might shatter the beauty before him.

Seeing this, Xiaofeng gently grasped Li Chengyin's hand and pressed it against her cheek. That warm touch completely melted his heart.

With a sudden pull, he drew Xiaofeng tightly into his embrace, as though holding the entire world.

Xiaofeng's body trembled slightly as she wept softly in his arms.

Li Chengyin held her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, breathing in the familiar fragrance of her hair, the void in his heart finally filled at this moment.

Amidst the bustling street, they held each other close. All the noise around them gradually faded away, as if the entire world consisted of nothing more than each other's heartbeats and breathing—the joy of a loss recovered, a reunion after enduring hardships, an obsession never to let go again no matter what.

In the distance, a few white clouds drifted across the horizon, pausing as if to witness the reunion of these lovers. A gentle breeze brushed past, and the leaves on the roadside rustled softly, whispering their story.