When Lu Jinnian drove up to the intersection ahead, he suddenly felt flustered. He didn't know where he should go.
He was now on his own again.
His father didn't want him, his mother had passed away, and the woman he loved just left him. He was back to the old days. Living alone.
It had been a long time since he felt lonely. In that instant, he was buried underneath it.
Lu Jinnian aimlessly drove for who knows how long, but in the end, he drove back to Mian Xiu Garden.
Rays of sunlight bathed the white mansion with the red roof, making it look particularly beautiful. He stopped the car and walked into the house. He looked around the entire mansion. It was no different from usual, but it felt notably empty.
The dining room’s door was wide open. He saw that the breakfast Qiao Anhao had made was still on the table; it hadn't been tidied away. He could almost envision the two of them there, eating breakfast.
