Yes, she doesn't believe it!
He can't be dead!
He said he would love her for a lifetime, and a lifetime is still long. She won't accept the news of his death.
She kept repeating those words...
For a long time, when she lifted her head, He Ziting's figure had already disappeared.
There was a breeze blowing in from the window, causing the curtains to flutter slightly.
So cold!
The spacious bedroom seemed exceptionally empty and cold.
When he was here, it was so warm and cozy, with sweetness everywhere.
Moments of sweetness they had once lived in continuously flashed in her mind like movie scenes.
On that sofa, countless times he had pinned her down to kiss deeply... On the big bed, every detail was vivid in her memory...
In the bathroom, his used toothbrush, towel, razor... the slippers, robe he had worn, still there, well-kept.
Everything seemed as if he had just temporarily left and would return someday.
