She ended the call and walked out of the room. When she passed by the studio, she turned around and walked in, carrying a painting on her back.
Then, she left.
…
Rongyue Mansion.
Lu Huaiyu came to the door.
She should have arrived by now.
He raised his hand to key in the passcode, but suddenly stopped.
This was the first time he was returning to this place since that day.
He still remembered what it had been like inside when he left.
He knew that she already knew everything. However, during this period of time, they seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. No one mentioned the book, the hand-drawn picture, the car accident, or...
His illness.
Until today--
He lowered his eyes slightly, then finally entered the passcode and pushed the door open.
The house was very quiet. Lu Huaiyu changed his shoes at the entrance and walked in.
Very quickly, he saw her.
