Now, she finally got what she wished for.
She pressed the call button.
"Where did you go?" came an anxious and helpless voice from the other end.
"Fu Rong, I am Ye Ranran, not Wen Cai." Ye Ranran said calmly, "I know everything now."
The other end was silent for a long time. Jun Mochan helped her fasten the seatbelt, "Ranran, it's time to go."
Ye Ranran said no more. She hung up the phone, removed the card, and threw it into the trash bin.
All of Wen Cai's past was abandoned at this moment.
As for the memories she couldn't let go of, she would learn to forget them.
The seat was for two people. After Ye Ranran tossed the phone card away, his hand wrapped around her, his head resting on her shoulder, "Ranran?"
"Hmm."
"Ranran?"
"Hmm?"
"Ranran?"
"What is it?" Ye Ranran was getting impatient.
"Nothing, just wanted to call you,"
Ye Ranran rolled her eyes, ignoring him.
"Is your illness better?" Jun Mochan toyed with her fingers.
