Those days, Wen Zhiyuan didn't go far; he found a hotel near the hospital to stay.
For the first time in eight years, he felt a sense of stability in his heart.
Only when he was closest to her did he feel the most at ease in his heart.
But she no longer liked him, and he wouldn't force it; he would respect the choice she made.
Sometimes, he would wander around the hospital with a scarf wrapped around him and would happen to see the butler accompanying Shen Di for a walk.
Shen Di's complexion didn't look good and had been like that for a while. They never walked for long, and the butler would always take her back.
Wen Zhiyuan's gaze was always fixed on her face, never getting enough of it.
However, one time, just as he was standing under a tree watching her from a short distance away, Shen Di suddenly took out her phone from her pocket and opened a photo.
Although they were far apart, Wen Zhiyuan saw it was a picture of him!
