Yun was worried that Xia Xiaonuan's mother would be heartbroken, so she didn't tell the family about her suicide attempt at first. She planned to tell the family to visit Xia Xiaonuan once she woke up, but Xia Xiaonuan refused.
She was no longer the Xia Xiaonuan of the past, and she might not even recognize her own family now. Meeting them would definitely be very awkward, right? So, better not see them for now.
Seeing her like this, Yun's eyes turned red. "Miss, you've suffered so much."
Xia Xiaonuan smiled, "Yun, I'm no longer the Xiaonuan of the past. I don't remember the past, so I don't feel wronged at all!"
Yun sighed, reached out, and gently patted her head, seemingly full of pity, "This might be for the best, it really might be."
The day Xia Xiaonuan was discharged from the hospital, Yun was packing her luggage for her. She thought it would just be the two of them again, but unexpectedly, Nangong Yaoling suddenly appeared at the room's entrance.
