Xuxu playfully stuck out her tongue and shut the door.
Yan Rusheng's eyes were brimming with affection as he watched her close the door. His smile gradually vanished and his expression sank.
He sighed softly, evidently drained and helpless.
So the reason he didn't feel exhausted all these years was that she was always by his side.
He realized that whenever he thought of Wen Xuxu, he would be full of vitality and drive. Be it at work or studies, it was simply strange and amazing.
'Fated! Yes, this was fate.'
Yan Rusheng thought to himself as his lips curled into a smile.
The next morning, the skies seemed gloomy and overcast with dark clouds, hinting at an impending storm.
Xuxu drew the curtains and turned around to see Su Yue lazily rubbing her eyes.
She smiled and walked to her. "Su Yue, let's move back today. First Aunt went home yesterday."
