Returning to the bedroom, even though it had only been away for a week, the normally cozy bedroom had become cold.
It seemed as if there was no trace of anyone having lived there.
Lying back on the bed, the sheets had already been changed, leaving no hint of his scent.
Thoughts jumbled in her mind, thinking about his words on Instagram, her heart ached in waves, and she didn't know when she had gradually fallen into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already the next morning.
In the morning, Xia Tianxing got up, washed up, and after having breakfast, went to the company.
"Sister Tianxing, your phone."
As soon as she reached the entertainment department, Xiaomeng cheerfully ran over with her phone held out to her.
Xia Tianxing reached out to take it, with a touch of melancholy flashing in her heart, "Thank you."
Xiaomeng secretly glanced around, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"
