For Lin Xue, the days ahead seemed to become as tranquil as an ancient well.
Although in the beginning, she still felt an emptiness in her heart, with the company of Little Ya, Lu Yao, and others, she finally gradually let go of her heart's knots, became cheerful again, and eventually slowly forgot about it, returning to a normal life.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed...
In the kitchen at night, Lin Xue finished her day's work, turned on the coffee machine, skillfully made a cup of coffee, and then made another cup, turning around with a smile and handing it over: "Here, this is yours."
However, the expected response did not sound. Turning around to look, she found that she was alone.
Lin Xue paused, her hand holding the cup suspended in mid-air, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that there should be someone by her side at that moment...
