The lights in the bathroom lit up the entire bedroom. All Lu Bancheng saw was Gu Yusheng's cold face. Apart from Gu Yusheng's eyes being a little red, there was no trace of his crying at all, and even his voice was pretty normal. "It's getting late. Go back and have an early night. I'm a little tired, too."
Lu Bancheng stared at Gu Yusheng for a moment, then lightly nodded his head, stood up, and left.
It wasn't until the sound of the Lu Bancheng's car had faded that Gu Yusheng walked slowly to his bedside from the bathroom, lying down on his back on the bed.
The light in the bathroom lit up his face, making his eyes hurt a little bit. He raised his hand to block the light so that his eyes could feel a little more comfortable, but after a little while, he felt upset deep down.
His and her love story had begun in the early summer, when flowers had bloomed, while it had ended in the late autumn, when a frosty early snow had come.
