Xia Ye had been staying at the Peaceful Nursing Home for the past two days, keeping her grandmother company.
Once Xia Yangyang finished work, she went straight to the nursing home.
After having dinner with her grandmother and tucking her into bed, Xia Yangyang brought Xia Ye back home.
By the time Xia Yangyang arrived at Maple Villa, it was already very late.
She had actually intentionally come back late.
Because the villa seemed so empty without Gu Qichen there.
If it had been before, Xia Yangyang didn't care too much.
Sometimes, she felt that leaving a light on and patiently waiting for her loved one to return was a kind of happiness.
But not now.
As Xia Yangyang sat there waiting, she couldn't help but wonder, with whom was Gu Qichen now, was he swaying a wine glass, standing with Xi Zijun before the French windows, overlooking the city's nightscape?
She felt she could no longer stop herself from thinking about it, from caring about it.
