The night was quiet when Su Lin found Jiang Chen standing by the riverbank. He looked exhausted—haunted—but when he saw her, the shadows in his eyes lifted.
“You really thought I’d let you fight alone?” she whispered, stepping closer.
Jiang Chen exhaled, a small, weary smile appearing on his lips. “I should’ve known better.”
Su Lin reached for him, and this time, he didn’t pull away.
Because this time, there was no more running.
No more secrets.
No more fear.
Just them, against the world.