Song Huanyan offered a faint smile and nodded, "Very good."
After uttering those two words, Song Huanyan didn't know what to say to Jun Ce anymore. She lowered her head and looked at her own hands.
Jun Ce's heart ached. As he looked at Song Huanyan, she had her eyes downcast, preventing him from seeing her gaze. He saw her smooth forehead and straight nose—every detail was the appearance he had loved for many years, but... now, they could no longer return to the past.
They couldn't go back to their childhood days as playmates, with all the innocence of youth gone.
"You take good care of yourself. I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now. I'll come to see you again when I have the time," Jun Ce said.
Song Huanyan looked up at Jun Ce and nodded, "You go tend to your business."
Jun Ce left. He closed the door behind him.
