Then, Zhong Ling turned around and closed the door.
At the very last moment before the door closed, she stared blankly at Jiang Ning's back until his figure disappeared from her view, and only then did she completely shut the door.
On the other side.
Jiang Ning pushed open the door to his room.
The air inside was fresh, with no trace of dampness or pungent smell.
Then, he took off his clothes and got into bed wearing only his underclothes.
The bedding had no unpleasant odor either; instead, it was filled with the scent of sunshine, fluffy and warm.
Lv Yi's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
Then he shook his head with a smile.
...
The next day.
Jiang Ning pushed open the door.
Snowflakes were drifting down from the sky, and the sky was a dull gray, as if it had yet to brighten.
Looking at the sky above, a flicker of unusual color flashed across his eyes.
"I really did predict it right!"
At that moment, his heart felt somewhat heavy.
