Huang Mengqi, who had been busy in the kitchen, was holding a plate of food. Before she walked into the room, she heard about Lin Chuan wanting to leave tomorrow, and her heart suddenly tightened, the plate in her hand almost slipped to the ground.
Although Huang Mengqi was already prepared for this, upon hearing Lin Chuan personally say it, she still felt inexplicably sad. Her eyes were already blurred with tears, and she stood outside, forgetting to enter the room.
...
After seeing Huang Guiguo off, it was already past nine in the evening. Lin Chuan had long noticed Huang Mengqi's gloominess, although he knew that Huang Mengqi was probably unhappy because he was leaving, but there was nothing he could do.
"Ah, it's hard to be a man, it's really hard to be a good family man, and even harder to be a good family man for a woman!" Lin Chuan sat outside, holding a glass teacup, sipping tea and looking at the half-moon in the sky, he couldn't help but sigh.
