The girl was lying on the bed with her head tilted, her long hair scattered on the mattress. She didn't even take off her shoes and didn't cover herself with a blanket. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the room.
She must have been drunk.
Shen Hanyu slowly walked to the bed and stared at Sang Qianqian. He had not taken a good look at her since she woke up.
At this moment, Shen Hanyu's eyes were almost infatuated with her. He looked at her as if he was trying to engrave her face into his heart.
She was going back to Yuecheng tomorrow. Perhaps tonight would be the last time they would see each other, and they would never see each other again.
It was not that Shen Hanyu had not parted ways with Sang Qianqian before.
There were even two times when he thought that she was no longer alive.
