Africa was indeed very chaotic, but for Ji Yinbing, who was already quite skilled, survival was not too difficult. She lived in South Africa, and in the past two years, there had been too many wars. People with better conditions came and went with guns.

  Ji Yinbing was no exception.

  She had already lived here for two years. For two years, she had gradually calmed down and forgotten the grudges of the past. The current her no longer thought about love. She was more willing to stay in the research institute for a while or walk around the disaster area.

  She even made two friends here.

  They were both black children, and both were boys. One was Almon, and the other was Lat. They were usually older, only about ten years old.

  They were not the children of other colleagues in the research institute, but children from ordinary families near Ji Yinbing’s residence. Their fathers had gone to the battlefield and they lived with their mothers.

  On this day, Ji Yinbing returned from work and took a shower. Just as she put on her clothes, Almon ran upstairs.

  Almon knocked on her door and shouted, “Bing, someone is looking for you downstairs.”


  Almon spoke in the local language.

  In order to adapt to the local voice, when Ji Yinbing first came, she did not lack effort to learn the local language. However, she was really smart and could understand the surrounding people’s language in a few months. At first, she was not proficient in speaking, but now, she started to speak smoothly.

  Upon hearing this, she flung her long hair behind her head and splashed water.

  Her wet hair draped over her shoulders. Ji Yinbing opened the door and saw Almon. The child was indeed quite black. The only white was probably the whites of his eyes. Even his two black pupils were darker than ordinary people.

  He said, “I don’t know. It’s a man.” Almon added, “He’s quite handsome.”


  Ji Yinbing knew that it could not be Yan Nuo.

  When ordinary people described Yan Nuo, they would subconsciously ignore his handsomeness. Their description of him was usually ‘quite tall’, ‘quite cold’, and ‘quite scary’. “Okay.”


  Ji Yinbing and Almon went downstairs together.

  Almon opened the door. Ji Yinbing saw a man standing outside the door with a bag on his back through the light.

  He had a head of dazzling golden hair.

  The man was tall and straight. He was wearing a grayish-white sportswear. He looked fair and had a sunny temperament. He held a very bulging bag in one hand and was looking up at the third floor, probably searching for Ji Yinbing.

  Hearing the door open, the man lowered his head and met Ji Yinbing’s surprised gaze. “Craven?” Ji Yinbing’s tone was filled with surprise and suspicion. Why was Craven here?

  How many years had it been since she last saw Craven? The two of them hadn’t been in touch since he graduated and left school.

  Craven had changed drastically compared to many years ago. His soft long hair had been shaved short and had become straight, but it was still dazzling. His face was less tender, but it was still handsome and heroic. Ji Yinbing stared at Craven and sized him up, trying to find the shadow of the young man from back then in this mature man.

  Craven smiled at her, revealing his white teeth. “It’s really you,” he said.

  Ji Yinbing quickly invited Craven into the house.

  Her house was simple. There was a room, a living room, a washroom, and a kitchen.

  The house looked much smaller when Craven entered.

  There was only a dilapidated but relatively clean sofa in the living room. Craven sat on the sofa with his long limbs, making the sofa look even more mini. Ji Yinbing made him a cup of coffee. “Drink it.”


  “Thank you.”


  Craven was probably thirsty. He looked up and finished his coffee.

  Ji Yinbing poured him another cup.

  The two of them drank their coffee without reminiscing about their past. Ji Yinbing went straight to the point and asked Craven, “Why did you come to South Africa?”


  Craven sipped his coffee and fell silent.

  After a few seconds of silence, Craven’s voice sounded in the room. He asked, “Do you want to hear the truth?”


  “Of course.”


  He said, “I work in Geneva. I attended the International Red Cross. One of the higher-ups in it is my friend. I saw your name on the information.” He smiled elegantly and teased, “Before I came, I was wondering if this Ji Yinbing is the one I know.”


  After a pause, he said, “But I think it should be you. After all, the name Ji Yinbing is rarely seen. Not to mention, you’re both virologists.” With that, Craven thought of what he had seen and heard all the way here and couldn’t help but frown. He said, “Bing, South Africa is in danger now. You shouldn’t be here.”


  Ji Yinbing’s gaze deepened.

  Her expression was still cold and elegant, but she found it unbelievable.

  Did Craven come all the way to South Africa just because he saw her name and was worried about her safety?

  Craven saw that Ji Yinbing was a little shocked. His eyes darkened and he said, “I lied to you.” He shrugged and said, “It’s all a coincidence. I only came to find you after I came and heard about you from the representative.”


  Ji Yinbing knew rationally that she should have believed Craven’s words.

  But she knew very well that what Craven had said before might be the truth.

  South Africa was too messy. Craven was worried that something would happen to her alone. He had come after her.

  Ji Yinbing’s heart was in a mess and she sighed deeply.

  If she had never met Yan Nuo, then she might really be touched by Craven. Ji Yinbing pretended not to know and said, “Then you want to work with me?” “Of course.”


  “Then…” Ji Yinbing walked to him and stretched out a hand to Craven.” Welcome, Craven.”


  Craven shook her hand.

  They parted.

  Dinner was prepared by Craven. Ji Yinbing had lived alone for many years and had never learned to cook well. When she ate the hot noodles, Ji Yinbing almost cried. She ate two plates in one go.

  Craven laughed that she could eat.

  “I don’t know how to cook. I’ve been eating fast food every day for the past two years. Today’s dinner is simply amazing for me.”


  Craven expressed his understanding and said that she was pitiful.

  When Ji Yinbing was washing the dishes, Craven suddenly asked her, “Is there an empty house nearby? I plan to rent a house.” He looked at Ji Yinbing’s figure washing the dishes under the light and said, “We’re alumni, after all. If we’re closer, we can take care of each other.”


  “Yes, I’ll take you to see the landlord later.”


  The landlord was Almon’s mother.

  The empty room was on the second floor. There was only one room, and the toilet had to be shared with the others on the second floor.

  Craven did not feel that it was shabby and directly paid the rent. Ji Yinbing leaned against the door and watched Craven pack his things. Thinking that there were many people living on the second floor, she said, “You can go upstairs to take a shower and cook. I’m the only one staying upstairs.” When Ji Yinbing said the word cook, her tone was clearly more sincere.

  No matter how noble a person was, he had to eat.