Wen Nuan returned to the dormitory to rest for a while, then dug out her cell phone from the suitcase, telling herself over and over again that she was just saving Liang Yanting's phone number, nothing else. Only then did Wen Nuan turn on her phone.
With a ding-dong, the phone's screen showed a text message from a number located in New York, USA, and besides that, there was silence.
Her eyes, tinged with a faint light, gradually dimmed, and Wen Nuan's heart sighed with a sense of melancholy.
After saving Liang Yanting's number, she then stared blankly at a text from Fu Mingyu for a long time, feeling increasingly sorrowful. Before tears could fall, Wen Nuan turned off the phone and tossed it back into the suitcase.
At the same moment in S City, the stars filled the sky.
Fu Mingyu lay on a lounge chair on the rooftop balcony, holding his phone with a face full of disappointment.
