Xia Yangyang returned to the hotel at three in the morning.
When Xia Yangyang opened the door, she found Gu Qichen sitting on the sofa in her room.
He hadn't gone to sleep.
He was obviously... waiting for her...
There were no lights on in the room.
The lighting was dim.
But Xia Yangyang saw the red ember near the sofa.
And the strong smell of smoke in the room.
Lu Haotian was also smoking.
His silhouette was as lonely as Gu Qichen's.
But there was an indescribable loneliness about Lu Haotian, compared to Gu Qichen's cold solitude.
Xia Yangyang turned on the light and called out softly, "Ah Hao."
Lu Haotian immediately turned around, and upon seeing Xia Yangyang, he stood up straight away.
His voice was deep and seemed a bit hoarse: "You're back."
Xia Yangyang felt a pang of heartache seeing Lu Haotian like this.
He was like a child without a sense of security, as if abandoned by the whole world.
Xia Yangyang felt guilty.
