From that day on, He Yanzi began running into Song Chengyu often.

He made no attempt to hide it and said openly, with a grin,
“Caught you again.”

Later, He Yanzi traveled to other cities and other countries.

Whether it was standing on vast grasslands and witnessing the wonders of life, gazing at glaciers and the grandeur of nature, diving into the sea, or skydiving from the air—

Song Chengyu was always there.

Of course, it wasn’t a coincidence.
It was simply because He Yanzi had told him where her next destination would be.

Without even realizing it, the two of them began traveling together.

Song Chengyu was a very interesting person.

He could play all kinds of games, eagerly help others, and easily become friends with every cat, dog, and bird he met.

Naturally, if he wanted to, he could just as easily make friends with people.

With him by her side, wherever He Yanzi went, things were always lively.
They were never short of companions.

All kinds of unexpected and wonderful surprises happened along the way.

They camped under a sky full of stars, holding a guitar, singing songs whose names they didn’t know, and dancing to steps that had no names.

In the morning, when they opened their eyes, they saw a little hedgehog waddling away with the fruit pits they had eaten stuck on its back.

They drove wildly through the desert, as if racing toward the end of the world, and saw tall poplar trees standing straight in the sand, their trunks upright and their branches lush and full.

How much passion for life must it take to live so well in such a harsh environment?

Just seeing them made people feel that life was full of hope.

When a tornado struck, the sky darkened and the world fell into chaos.

Everyone hid in panic, holding on to one another so they wouldn’t be swept away by the storm.
They ended up with mouths full of sand, and when they shook themselves off afterward, several pounds of sand seemed to fall from their clothes.

Compared to nature, how small human beings really are.

The wounds left in He Yanzi’s soul were slowly erased, one by one, during this journey.

On the day the trip ended, He Yanzi did not hide anything from Song Chengyu.

“I’m going home.”

Back when she lived on the mainland, every time she said “going home,” it meant going back to Huo Junfeng’s home.

And because she had secretly married without telling her father, the words “going home” always made her feel a little guilty.

Later, they only made her feel sad.

Sad for herself—and for her father.

Her father had raised her like a precious treasure, yet for the sake of another man, she had left him without a word, gone to the mainland, and stayed away from home for more than three years.

Fortunately, it was not too late anymore.

When the journey ended, she had become the old He Yanzi again.

She could finally go home.

Song Chengyu did not stop her.

“A-Zi, you miss your dad, don’t you? Then you really should go home.”

He Yanzi paused for a second, then smiled.

“Yes! I miss my dad. I really, really miss him. I miss my room, the cats and dogs we have at home, and even the tang bu shuai that the housekeeper makes.”

So many things she missed.
Once she started talking about them, she could hardly wait—she wanted to be home the very next second.

Song Chengyu smiled and said,

“Then go home.”

He Yanzi hesitated instead.

“And you…?”

Song Chengyu showed a smile that was both a little mysterious and a little playful.

“You forgot again what I told you. Little Fish can’t live without the river.”

He Yanzi thought he meant that he would go with her to Hong Kong.

But when she left for the airport, Song Chengyu was not there.

When she boarded the plane, he was still not there.

When she landed in familiar Hong Kong, surrounded by familiar accents—

he still wasn’t there.

Would he really come to find her?
When would that be?

A trace of reluctance and disappointment rose in He Yanzi’s heart.

But that small feeling was quickly washed away by the joy of going home to see her father.

She had deliberately not told her father in advance, because she wanted to surprise him.

It was already getting late.
He Yanzi took a taxi straight to her home on Yangmingshan.

Seeing the roses climbing over the carved iron gate, blooming brightly and passionately, He Yanzi smiled.

She walked to the gate, entered the password, and stepped into the courtyard.

The two dogs in the yard rushed out of their kennel the moment they heard movement.
When they saw He Yanzi, the two well-trained dogs wagged their tails and lay down.

He Yanzi went over and patted their heads.

When the security guards saw her, they all looked both shocked and delighted.

She put a finger to her lips, and they immediately restrained themselves and made no sound.

She walked lightly forward, entered the password, and opened the front door of the villa.

The servants inside opened their mouths to call out, but she stopped each of them with a gesture.

She walked into the living room and looked at the man sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, in the spherical hanging chair.

He was wearing metal-rimmed glasses, his head lowered as he read something on his tablet.

He Yanzi’s nose suddenly stung.

Her father had always taught her to sit properly, yet because she liked it, he had still installed this spherical swing here for her.

He never sat in it himself.
Every time he saw her swaying happily in it, he would shake his head.

But now, he was sitting in it alone.

In this luxurious villa, apart from the staff, there was only him.

She hurried over to him.

“Dad! I’m back!”

He Qihong paused in scrolling on his tablet.
He raised his head and stared at He Yanzi carefully for a long while before finally saying slowly,

“It’s good that you’re back.”

He Yanzi threw herself onto his knees, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

“Dad, I’m sorry…”

He Qihong gently stroked her hair.

“My baby, you never need to say sorry to your dad.”

At the same time, in Hong Kong, where Huo Junfeng had been staying for a long time, he suddenly stood up.

“Are you sure you didn’t see wrong? It was He Yanzi? Yanyan is really back?”

A dazzling light burst out in his eyes.

“Yes. My deduction is correct! Yanyan didn’t die! That’s how it should be!”

“Yanyan is He Qihong’s only daughter. If she had only gone to the mainland, he might have let it go. But if Yanyan had really died, how could He Qihong possibly sit still? He should have come after me and turned the Huo family upside down!”

“Yanyan isn’t dead! I’m going to see her!”

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