Ye Chenxi watched the figure of Miss Tang closing the door and leaving, a trace of inexplicable sorrow passing through his eyes.
He didn't want her to leave, not even a little.
Yet, he was compelled, he had to send her away.
He lay tiredly on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his heart inexplicably heavy at the thought of her leaving early tomorrow morning, reluctant to let go.
But he had no choice but to let her go.
...
Miss Tang left the wooden house, went downstairs, and walked towards another wooden house.
The wooden house where the Commander lived was guarded by soldiers. As soon as Miss Tang reached the door, she was abruptly stopped, "Miss Tang, please hold your steps. Without the commander's permission, no one is allowed to step inside."
Miss Tang halted, smiled faintly, "I have something to discuss with your commander."
"Please allow me to report," the soldier said, turning and walking into the house.
