peare in his authentic British accent. My grandfather's deep voice, when reading English, was particularly pleasing to the ear."Grandpa, read me Shakespeare," I said, nudging my grandfather who was do...Left the company quietly.

The car drove into the underground parking lot, and she slowly rode the elevator to her floor. Standing outside her own door, she stared at the closed door before her with a look of incredible complexity.

Gently extending a hand, it was softly placed on the left side of one's chest. Through the fabric, one could clearly feel the heart beating erratically inside the chest cavity.

She opened the door, a room plunged in darkness. She let out a breath of relief... it seemed Xi Chen had taken the person away.

The next moment, a wave of inexplicable loss washed over me.

She hastily stopped this feeling of loss.

I flipped the wall switch, and a warm light filled the living room.

She glanced into the living room, but there was no one on the sofa… That person always loved to lounge on the sofa.

Dropping his backpack, he slowly made his way to the bedroom. He flipped on the light, and saw that the bed was empty.

Turning, she slowly stepped out of the bedroom and around to the balcony.

On the balcony, there stood a lonely telescope.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The material was icy cold, without a trace of warmth.

She wanted to seek out the trace of her heart at this moment, but found herself lost and hazy.

As she passed by the living room again, she walked sideways from the bar counter, but suddenly stopped. There was a table of dishes, quietly standing in front of the bar counter. After looking at it for a long time, she reached out her hand and touched the edge of the bowl...cold, without a trace of last night's temperature.

That's right... he left, how could there still be someone to bring her hot food.

That's right... he's gone!

"Good, finally gone," she said.

But he picked up the chopsticks and ate the cold food, mouthful by mouthful.

The lights in the living room were on, and so were those in the bedroom, bathroom, and balcony. She turned on every light in the house, bathing every corner of the vast space in warm glow.

But she, furrowed her brows... She felt like something was missing.

***Chapter 310: Love and Unlove, All Out***

At night, women are already not sleeping soundly, let alone when it's the middle of the night, with raindrops tapping on the windowpane. She tossed and turned, wanting several times to force herself to sleep.

He tossed and turned on the bed for quite a while, an hour perhaps, but still couldn't fall asleep.

He yanked open the blanket and got out of bed, pacing restlessly by the window in bare feet.

She walked barefoot from her bedroom to the living room in her robe, turned on the television, and was immediately met with a children's program. She stared blankly for a moment before realizing that she hadn't watched television in ages.

The television in the living room was being monopolized by him.

She also curled up on the sofa like that person, watching "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" on the screen. For a while, she was completely dumbfounded.

The wolf eats the sheep, this is the law of the jungle in society. She once again doubted her own cognition and couldn't help but think of that person, who spends every day looking at this

A faint sound from outside the door.

The woman instantly became alert, her ears pricked up.

A rustling sound, audible for several minutes, made her even more certain she hadn't misheard.

Thief

The moment the idea popped into her head, she dismissed it. The person who agreed to let her move out of the Shen family estate had done so because of the excellent security measures in place at this building.

But outside… could it be someone’s cat, dog, or child

He opened the door suddenly.

“......”

Upon seeing her, he was stunned!

Before this, she had never thought, it would be him!

My heart skipped a beat.

She just stared at him for five full minutes, and he looked straight back at her. Her eyes were perfectly still... but that was only on the surface.

Those calm eyes held too much struggle.

Until she saw the pleading in his eyes, her feigned composure cracked and a wave of tenderness washed over her.

He turned and walked into the house with his head down.

The door, however, remained open.

Without looking back to see if anyone had followed, she walked forward at a leisurely pace. She took a bathrobe and towels from the bedroom and when she came out, there was no one in the living room. Looking up, she saw the open door and the man standing in the doorway, gazing into the room, his eyes fixed intensely on her.

He walked silently to the door and handed the man the towel he had used for washing.

She then turned back into the house.

As she turned away, she clearly saw the gleam of heat that flashed in his eyes the moment he took the toiletries she had offered him.

"Tongtong, you are so good!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.

She stopped abruptly at the bedroom door, her palm clenching into a fist silently.

He buried his head and went into the house, ignoring the sounds outside.

The door closed, and she seemed to have lost her sharpness overnight, leaning weakly against the door... Shen Xiujin, what do you want me to do... how am I supposed to handle you!

Throughout the entire encounter, the woman never uttered a word to inquire about his presence at her doorstep, nor why he had returned.

Never… ever!

The phone felt warm in my palm, the sound of raindrops from the shower mixing with maybe… or perhaps it was just the rain outside.

She understood perfectly well, with just a phone call, Xichen would come to pick her up.

She could avoid facing the complex emotions she couldn't explain.

She doesn't need to feel such self-loathing.

She knew too well... it was just a matter of a phone call.

In her palm, unconsciously, the phone was gripped so tightly it was almost broken. A layer of damp sweat clung to her palm, and also to the phone.

The woman tightly closed her eyes... At this moment, no one knew what she was thinking.

Time passed bit by bit, those clear and faint eyes opened unexpectedly, barefoot, stepping on the floor, she walked towards the window. As she passed the big bed, she tossed the phone from her palm, it rolled two circles in the air and landed in the bedding, lying quietly there.

The phone screen was still on, displaying the contact list interface. The top number showed "Xi Chen—" and rang for three seconds.

Pushing open the window, the wind and rain were no longer just hitting the glass. The disheveled raindrops drifted into the room, falling on her face and shoulders as well.

"This wind and rain, it really couldn't have come at a worse time," she murmured softly.ed of energy, his gaunt face still faintly showed annoyance.Yes, fed up, fed up with these healthy people and then those who look after you with concern… If he could, he would rather be the latter—hea...