Zhou Sicheng saw it clearly, but as an old friend, he didn't know how to comfort her, because no words of consolation seemed right.
Before, he even dared to tell her to wait a bit longer, believing that Lan Mu and Yan Zao would eventually divorce. But Lan Mu's performance in his presence these last two times made him suddenly question if they had been mistaken all along.
Lan Mu left the basketball court and headed straight for his room.
Yan Zao was just taking her bag and leaving her room, ready to go out.
The door to the room opened from the outside just as the man, dressed in a white basketball uniform, drenched in sweat, walked in. His limited edition basketball shoes came towards her, and in that moment, the room lit up as if curtains had been flung open, flooding even the corners with bright sunlight.
