Finally, the car stopped right before the entrance of the house. Ran Xueyi stilled as her eyes lingered on that familiar door that she used to pull open to get inside the house.
"Call me if you need me to come in and take you away. I'll be there within seconds." Song Yu Han squeezed her hand, reassuringly.
He knew that nobody was strong enough to face the people who had hurted them. He similarly knew these feelings as he would always come face to face with the woman who indirectly killed his mother and smile in front of him. Song Yu Han knew how hurtful and cloudy that experience was.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Ran Xueyi also squeezed his hand back. Thankfully, Song Yu Han was beside her and would comfort her anytime she was down. If he wasn't there, she didn't know how broken and lifeless her life could be now.
