Ji Baijian sat in Yin Qin's car.
Yin Qin drove him away.
Inside the car, the two of them remained silent.
No one had seen this coming.
One day, Song Shan had just died like that.
Died so unexpectedly fast.
Out of the blue.
Ji Baijian continued to look out the window.
When he was deep in thought without saying a word, Yin Qin dared not to disturb him.
So he just drove towards Ji Baijian's luxury apartment.
They used to think Ji Baijian was the happiest man, with a smooth career, a harmonious family, except for not having children.
Now, he truly had no idea how things had turned out to be like this.
Going back to how it used to be. Despite having many relatives, it felt lonely.
The car finally stopped, and the two of them returned to his house.
The place that used to feel so warm suddenly felt chilly and deserted.
A single absence truly created an immense void.
Even Tank seemed to sense his master's mood, following softly behind them, obediently laying by their side.
