It was still the same as before. On the dressing table, there were red candles, which were used by his parents when they got married.
she had still carefully kept it, which showed that she had never forgotten the heartless person.
Qin Anlan sighed softly and cleaned the bedroom carefully. He sat there for more than half an hour to keep her company.
when he returned to his bedroom, he could not fall asleep.
his body was exhausted, but his mind was especially clear. all these years, he had never had a good night's sleep.
He sat up, walked to the bar in the living room, and poured himself a glass of red wine. He sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the night view outside. He sat there until midnight.
He held his phone in his hand and occasionally looked at it, but it was almost dawn, and he still didn't receive any messages.
He laughed bitterly. What was he still looking forward to?
