"Is everything packed?" Zhou Wenbin saw the lonely suitcase standing in the corner.
Lin Yan raised her chin slightly, "It's all there."
Zhou Wenbin frowned, "Is that all you have? You planning to go abroad for a trip? And then plan to rekindle the flame with Lu Chenyuan like some newlyweds?"
Lin Yan laughed at herself, "Would that be useful? If it were, I might give it a try."
After talking with Lu Chenyuan, she had also made up her mind. He was right; why should she debase herself?
Lu Chenyuan didn't deserve her unwavering love. The love she thought could move heaven and earth was worthless in Lu Chenyuan's eyes.
Zhou Wenbin let out a couple of disheartened, hollow laughs, "I'm afraid you won't get over it in three to five years."
Lin Yan, feeling helpless, sighed softly, "Even if I can't move on, I still have to, and if I can't let go, I'll just hide myself away."
