Lu Yanran woke up as usual... on this morning.
Still groggy with sleep, she subconsciously reached to touch her husband, Zhang Bei, sleeping beside her.
But she touched nothing at all.
Lu Yanran immediately opened her eyes wide and saw that... she was alone in the bed.
And the spot where her husband had been sleeping was already cold.
Glancing at the clock, she saw it was only six in the morning.
In her memory, her husband had never gotten up so early.
Lu Yanran got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and walked outside, calling out, "Darling? Darling? Where are you?"
However, no one answered Lu Yanran.
No lights were on in any of the rooms outside, and there were no signs of cooking in the kitchen. Zhang Bei's suit was still hanging on the rack; it was the same one he had been wearing out for the past couple of days.
