At the entrance of the Female Office, a handsome young man watched the man and young woman embrace.
He held a glass bottle with three sunflowers, his dark brown eyes filled with utter desolation.
Su Yan caught the young man's gaze out of the corner of his eye. He slowly took Jiang Zheyu by the shoulders and turned her so her back was to the onlooker. "Let's go home," he said softly.
Jiang Zheyu didn't notice the subtle gesture and smiled faintly. "Okay."
She reached out, took Su Yan's hand, and gave it a gentle swing.
A corner of Su Yan's heart melted. He quietly squeezed her hand in return, and the two walked away, hand in hand.
The golden retriever young man watched the girl leave without a single glance back, and his head drooped as if drained of all strength.
The firm sound of long boots echoed on the ground.
Feng Qi walked out. His gaze swept over the sunflowers in the golden retriever young man's hands, and he remarked quietly, "Those are nice flowers."
