Moreover, Gu Xi did not seem to recognize Xiao Yihe.
An Lan's heart tightened at the thought of Huo Zhanting.
She casually tossed her phone aside, lay on her side in bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling, like a bird that had jumped from one exquisite cage into another.
The outside world seemed very distant to her.
An Lan had thought that she would not see Xiao Yihe for a while, but to her surprise, when she went downstairs the next day, she saw Xiao Yihe, his face flush with health, sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.
When he heard the noise from the stairs, he looked up, saw An Lan, and stood up with a beaming smile, extending his hand towards her, "Lanlan, I'm back. Didn't you want to go shopping? I'll take you out."
He changed subjects so rapidly that An Lan couldn't keep up for a moment.
