After going upstairs, An Xiaoyu realized that Uncle Liu had already arranged the rooms, and her room was right next to Shen Yufeng's.
That's good...
"Good night!"
An Xiaoyu reached her room's door, quickly bade farewell to Shen Yufeng, then slammed the door shut with a bang.
Tonight, her heart... was in such turmoil.
Lying in bed, trying to sleep with the lights off, but she just couldn't fall asleep.
In the darkness, she opened her eyes and couldn't help but think of Shen Yufeng.
Over these years, her life at the Chu Family felt like wearing a mask, exhausting. To protect herself, she erected too many defenses around herself, cutting off others, and the only one who could make her feel warmth was Qin Zixiao.
But now, even in the presence of Qin Zixiao, she also… learned to disguise herself. She and Qin Zixiao, like two parallel lines, could never meet.
How warm her heart felt when she thought of Qin Zixiao and how painful it feels now.
