The days following Shu Xian's move had slipped by in a blur of activity, the echoes of laughter and the bustle of boxes slowly fading into the tranquility of her new surroundings.
As she settled into her new space, a sense of unease gnawed at her, the echoes of Pan An's presence lingering in the corners of her mind. Despite the mere distance of a street that now separated them, the ache of his absence reverberated within her, tugging at her heartstrings with an undeniable yearning.
The faint sound of laughter from the gathering they had organized still echoed through the walls, a bittersweet reminder of the warmth and camaraderie she had left behind.
With each passing day, the silence of her new home felt increasingly hollow, amplifying the void that Pan An's absence had carved within her.
