She could no longer be with Rong Shaoze in good conscience, no longer be in love with him.
Rising to her feet, Lin Xinlan walked to the balcony and looked at the distant skyline, closing her eyes wearily.
Light footsteps sounded from behind her, and without turning around, she knew Rong Shaoze had come in.
The man walked up behind her, stopping just one step away, and didn't move any closer.
He watched her, his gaze flickering, lips slightly pursed.
Lin Xinlan opened her eyes, said nothing, and did not turn around, as if she had no idea he was standing right behind her.
The two of them stood silently like this, with neither willing to break the silence.
Between them flowed an air of strangeness and confusion, yet all they could do was endure it helplessly.
Having stood like that for half an hour, Rong Shaoze finally turned and left the room.
As soon as he left, Lin Xinlan felt the room become even more empty, more lonely, and desolate.
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