The race car sped away down the road.
The night wind poured into the car, bringing a wave of chill.
He looked as though he had gone mad, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth clenched tightly.
What exactly was his relationship with Meng Xi'er?
This Meng Zichen, how does she have another son?
Everyone was keeping him in the dark.
He was the only one left clueless.
Understand nothing, know nothing, it felt like he was at a dead end, going insane.
He drove to the hospital, rushed to Meng Xi'er's ward, only to find it empty.
The person who should have been lying in the hospital bed was gone.
He rushed to ask the nurse, only to be told that Meng Xi'er had checked out of her ward that morning and they didn't know where she had gone.
He wandered aimlessly around the hospital, then left in a daze, sitting in his car looking at the darkening streets.
She was gone.
Her departure was indeed abrupt.
Yet she left him alone with this bundle of problems.
