Jing Haohao heard the door chime, and it took her a few moments to respond. She slowly extended her hand, pulling up the quilt to cover herself. She closed her eyes and the images that filled her mind were of the times on the bustling streets when she and Shen Liangnian had looked at each other. She could vividly see the expression in Shen Liangnian's eyes.
Shen Liangnian's eyes had looked at her angrily, lovingly, bewitchingly, and anxiously... But Shen Liangnian had never looked at her with shocked, incredulous and surprised eyes.
He must have been shocked. The woman he had loved for so many years was sitting in another man's car in the middle of the night.
As these thoughts filled her mind, Jing Haohao could not help but pull the quilt over her head.
Then, tears began to fall, one by one.
...
Liang Chen walked to his car, only to find that he had forgotten his phone. So, he turned around to fetch it.
