Eventually, Zhao Meng could only gently cover Qiao Anhao with the duvets. "I'll go get you some dinner. Get some rest."
Qiao Anhao responded with a quiet grunt.
With Zhao Meng out, the room was terrifyingly silent. Qiao Anhao could hear the faint sound of her own breathing. She laid there for a long time before slowly curling her body into itself. Then, with her head buried under the covers, she quietly called out, "Lu Jinnian."
Her response was a silent room.
A single tear seeped out from Qiao Anhao's eyes, but the corner of her lips was still gently curved up.
You, who I love the most... I'll continue to work hard to find you.
Perhaps, I'll never be able to see you in my life, but looking for you is the only thing that keeps us connected.
And so, I'll never give up.
Perhaps, we really will meet one day, and we may already have white hair and no teeth.
But, that's all right. I still want to find you.
