Wang Tian's thought came too suddenly, and Qu Zhi did not even have time to react.
"Yes. Jiang City?" There didn't seem to be anything wrong with it. Qu Zhi didn't understand why she had started to waver.
"It's not like that." Wang Tian wiped her tears, "If I go back, he won't be like this, right?"
She looked into Qu Zhi's eyes with sincerity and sadness.
She still loved him, and it could be seen on her face. However, the reality was cruel. If one of them didn't give up something, then life wouldn't return to the "right track."
Qu Zhi didn't know what to say to comfort her. Wang Tian's mobile phone was buzzing like a landmine, and her mind was a mess.
Wang Tian hugged her son, her eyes dull and empty. She looked at the mobile phone and then at the orange street lights outside the window.
Her face was covered in tears, and she looked as if she had aged ten years.
