Shangguan Yumo sits on the sofa, watching Guan Shaoqing pull at the corner of his mouth, turns around, opens the door, and "touches" the door and leaves.

her red lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say a lot of retention words, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

I don't know how long it took Guan Shaoqing to leave. Shangguan Yumo hugged his knee, buried his face in his knee, and sobbed in a low voice.

it's clear that everything is not like this. She doesn't want to be like this, but it's just like this

the next morning.

Shangguan Yumo came...