An Ran's lips curled into a bitter smile.
"It's all in the past."
Shen Qingyang wanted to blame her but couldn't bear to. It had only been two years since they last met, yet the lively and cheerful An Ran seemed somewhat dimmed, with a faint air of maturity.
How could Shen Qingyang question her?
He could only turn his gaze to An Ran's mother on the chair beside them, "Auntie, your health..."
An Ran's mother looked like she had been ill for a long time.
Even now her complexion still carried a sickly pallor.
An Ran's mother smiled gently, exuding kindness, "Qingyang, why are you back?"
"I... saw An Ran's video and couldn't rest easy, so I went to B City to inquire. They said An Ran left, ran away, and took you with her. I thought maybe you two had returned to Tranquil Town, so I came to look, and I actually found you."
The family talked about everyday life together.
An Ran's mother seemed significantly better emotionally, especially since they had grown up together.
