Lin Qingge was not oblivious. Even though she didn't look deliberately, the distance was too close, and being face-to-face, she caught sight of the intimate actions between them.
Regarding Huo Jingting, although she hadn't completely forgotten him in her heart, she had truly let go.
What's more, she had now made choices about her future life, having started dating a boyfriend.
Even if she didn't like him in the same way she liked Huo Jingting, she still cared and wanted to continue the relationship seriously.
Lin Qingge put her phone back in her bag, placed her hands on her knees, and waited quietly.
There was no one passing through the corridor at this moment, and no one was speaking. It was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of a pin dropping.
No one among the three noticed the tall figure standing motionless at the corner at the end of the corridor, a half-burnt cigarette between his fingers.
