"Okay," Song Qingchun promised with a smile.
Su Zhinian nodded but did not say anything else. After Song Qingchun got into her car, he walked over to help her close the door.
Song Qingchun's eyes followed Su Zhinian's car, which was behind her, as they left his bungalow. They continued this way until she turned at a junction to the right, and he went to the left. His car soon disappeared among the traffic.
Song Qingchun stared at the road before her, and she suddenly realized, even though they had only parted several minutes ago, she already started to miss him. The feeling only got deeper and deeper, to the extent that she could not wait to be by his side again.
Oh God, I never knew loving a person could be so exhausting!
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