Drained of all energy, Shen Liangchuan's arms fell to his sides.
He shut his eyes with extreme pain.
With the matter of Soul Fighter separating them, Qiao Lian had now left him out of guilt.
But…
He didn't want her to leave.
He missed her.
Shen Liangchuan struggled to stand up and walked to the bedroom.
Pushing the door, he found that her belongings were all gone.
Perhaps she was afraid that it would be a sad reminder for him, hence, she had restored the room back to the way it was before she had moved in.
Everything was simple and clean.
There was no trace of her ever being there.
Shen Liangchuan dropped his gaze.
It finally landed on a stain on the carpet.
On one particular occasion, she had spilled her coffee accidentally.
Because it had not been dry-cleaned, it had left a mark.
