The pain in his heart spread throughout his body along with his nerves. Gu Yanmo pulled the curtains and sat down on the bed.
The clean light blue sheet seemed to still have a Yan Yue smell. It was an unassuming fragrance. It was like she had silently entered his heart and sprouted when he could not sense it.
……
Yan Yue opened the iron door in front of him and entered the house. This place where she had been born gave her a sense of security. She put away her umbrella and placed it at the door.
On the old sofa in the living room, there seemed to be a trace of warmth left. She stroked her mouth and felt her heart sink into the bitter water.
Mother was gone and Gu Yanmo didn't love her. She lived carefully, but in the end, she ended up alone.
"How miserable." She smiled bitterly and re
