led slightly as she quietly left his room. Her colleagues from the administration department were already lining up to be bused back to the city.She quickly got into the car and sat down in a window s...He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn't speak, silently ended the video call.

When he called again, she didn't answer. She didn't go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.

It's not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizens was the foundation of her heart. Back then, she unilaterally idealized him, the construction site, that corrugated iron shack, as her root. No matter how she drifted outside, she always felt she had...