Wen Zhaozhao didn't make a sound, just felt sad, and when she was sad, she couldn't help but shed tears, and once the tears fell, she would sob softly.
"Zhaozhao," Shi Annuo sighed and then sat down on the floor by the door.
He looked at the items Han Qianqian had given him, then threw them aside, and said softly, "The reason I took these things out today is not because I miss her, or to remind myself not to forget her. It's because I feel that now I'm with you, I shouldn't be entangled with the past anymore. Hence, I've decided to bring out everything that belongs to her and throw it all away."
In the room, Wen Zhaozhao stopped crying, and even a smile broke through her tears, but she didn't open the door right away, just bit her lip and watched Shi Annuo from behind the door.
Shi Annuo's voice came from outside again, "Zhaozhao, please open the door. I have something very important to tell you, but I don't want to talk to you through the door. Can you come out?"
