The only thing she brought from that home was her own mobile phone, which she had retrieved from Yang Jiaming before leaving.
She didn't want anything else, didn't want to take anything from that house, just the phone.
The girl's thoughts were simple: the phone contained the entire chat history between her and Chen Yan, from when they first met to when they fell in love.
She didn't want to lose those memories.
Chen Yan held Lu Sisi, feeling her shoulder trembling slightly as they walked. Just holding her like this, they walked out of the building, out of the community, to the roadside.
Standing under a street lamp outside the community, Lu Sisi suddenly burst into tears with a loud "wah" and fell into Chen Yan's embrace.
"..." Chen Yan reached out and gently stroked Lu Sisi's back, whispering, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over now..."
Lu Sisi cried with grievance.
As if wanting to let go of all the grievances she had suffered recently in Chen Yan's arms.
