By the time I staggered home, it was already midnight. I had planned on getting a good night's sleep, but as soon as I opened the door, I saw a pair of shoes at the entrance that weren't mine.
I sighed. Even though it had been a long time since I'd seen Zheng Yufei and Leng together, she was still my wife in name. It really felt pathetic wearing this cuckold's horns and not being able to speak of it.
It seemed impossible to stay home tonight, so I turned around, left the house, and went back to my car.
Sitting in the driver's seat, I silently lit a cigarette. Then I drove onto the bustling streets.
I smoked while taking in the night view of Shangyang City. I must say, Shangyang City is lively and bustling. Even though it was past midnight, it was still animated.
To be honest, I felt lonely in this place. It wasn't like I hadn't felt lonely before, but now that I had the time, I had the luxury to be a bit melancholic for a while.
