She finished speaking and promptly "slammed" the door shut.
Mu Haitian continued to sit upright on the sofa at the front door silently while Yu Wenwen almost died of anger as she watched him from the window. She pulled the curtain over the window. Out of sight, out of mind.
Just like that, a night passed. The next day when Yu Wenwen drew back the curtains, the person, along with the sofa, had both disappeared.
Could it be that someone had taken out the trash in the morning and accidentally included him and his sofa?
Yu Wenwen shook her head, feeling like she was turning into a dolt along with Mu Haitian. Was it possible that they both had gotten thrown into a garbage truck?
Even if someone took the sofa assuming it was interesting, or collected it thinking it was garbage, Mu Haitian, as a person with the capability of free action, would surely abandon the sofa and run off. He wouldn't just sit on the sofa, waiting for it to be collected.
