Lu Ning woke up before dawn.
She did not lose sleep over Zhihan. On the contrary, she slept very well. It was just that she would habitually reach out for him in the middle of the night. However, the other side of the bed was empty, so she was just not used to it.
She felt that she had become too dependent on Zhihan.
It was drizzling outside, Lu Ning could hear the soft pattering of the rain. She draped a coat over her shoulders and walked over to the windowsill. She estimated the time to be about five o'clock, and it was still gray and foggy outside.
At this moment, she suddenly saw a slight figure downstairs. It was Xuyan.
She stood alone outside the door, drenched by the rain.
Just then, the door opened with a creak. A tall and handsome figure walked out, sticking his hands in his pockets as he stood in front of Xuyan. It was Lu Fan.
Xuyan looked up and looked at Lu Fan with reddened eyes.
