An Ruo's gaze flickered as she took a deep breath and firmly stepped forward, leaving without looking back.
Yun Feiyang, the bond between us has come to an end...
After leaving the hospital, An Ruo went straight back to her rented place.
Upon opening the door, she found it empty, not a soul in sight.
It was then that she remembered, Xiao Ji had left, and it would be a very long time before she would see him again.
An Ruo pushed open the door to An Ji's room, and there on the desk lay his textbooks that he hadn't had time to tidy up. His clothes rack held dirty clothes that he hadn't washed, and his blanket was not folded, spread out as if he was going to come back to sleep at any moment.
Everything was the same as before, nothing had changed.
Yet, the little owner of this bedroom would never return.
Xiao Ji, do you know that since you've gone, your sister misses you, and she is very lonely...
