Hearing the door shut, the girl's body trembled again, her sobbing growing stronger.
Even though she didn't make any sound, the man sitting on the bed still felt it clearly.
Gu Beicheng sat motionless at the edge of the bed, like an ice sculpture, his body radiating coldness.
He didn't say a word, no one knew what he was thinking.
It wasn't until the door was opened again that Gu Beicheng looked up with a glance.
Seeing it was Feng Yan, he stood up from the bed and walked out.
Uncle left without saying a word.
He had always been like this, doing whatever he felt like without considering anyone else's feelings.
Then why should she care? This question, even Xia Yinian couldn't answer for herself.
Feng Yan placed the clothes on the bed, looking at that small back figure.
"He's gone, get up and change your clothes first, I'll send you back."
"I don't want to go, let me stay here, I won't disturb you," Xia Yinian choked.
