Lu Qichuan slept until the afternoon. When he woke up, he subconsciously reached out to touch the position beside him. The position beside him had long lost its warmth.
Lu Qichuan got up and pinched his aching forehead. He looked in the direction of the bathroom, picked up a piece of clothing and put it on. "Tan Chenxiao, Chenxiao?"Lu Qichuan pushed open the bathroom door, but there was no one inside.
Lu Qichuan suddenly felt uneasy. He put on his clothes and walked out of the door.
Aunt Afu was bringing a new guest to stay downstairs. Lu Qichuan asked directly, "Aunt Afu, have you seen Tan Chenxiao?"
"Miss Painter? She left this morning,"Aunt Afu said and took the guest upstairs.
Left?
Lu Qichuan reached out and pinched the space between his eyebrows. Does this woman have to go back to this game?
Tan Chenxiao had already left the mountain and was waiting for the plane to take off at the airport.
