The temperature was rising day by day, and Jiang City had entered early summer.
The ward where Shen Jianian stayed was still as warm and pleasant as spring, but she could hear the noisy cicadas chirping from the locust tree outside the window, especially clear when the night was quiet.
Her body was getting better day by day, although she still had occasional emotional breakdowns. Most times, she remained relatively stable and had learned to self-regulate.
Her parents still hadn't come to see her. She had a vague premonition and no longer sought confirmation from Pei Che. Perhaps in her heart, as long as she didn't ask, as long as she didn't hear that answer, she could hold onto beautiful fantasies.
Pei Che squeezed in a trip back to Beicheng, not disturbing anyone, handled some issues of the Pei Family, and returned to Jiang City past eight in the evening.
He went straight to the hospital from the airport, having not seen Shen Jianian all day, missing her greatly.
