Luo Ziling opened the door, walked out, and then the door gently closed behind him, instantaneously turning them into two people trapped in different "timespaces."
Yang Qingyin felt an overwhelming sense of despair surge within her as Luo Ziling truly left. After turning to look at the empty room, she could no longer hold back and covered her face, sobbing quietly.
She had truly experienced what it meant to feel heartache.
Since she became sensible, she had never shed tears, even when deeply wronged, she always held them back.
But last night and today, she had shed many tears, unable to stop them.
"Go, just go, I never want to see you again," she muttered, biting her lip lightly, then turned again to gaze out the window through tear-filled eyes.
Just then, the door to the room opened again, and someone came in.
Without a doubt, it had to be Xiaoli coming in, as only she had the room card.
