Shi Nuan returned to the room, stood at the door for a moment, listening until the footsteps outside faded away, then turned back into the room.
Her gaze swept across the room, it was cold and desolate, but unlike the coldness when Song Yansheng was present.
She shook her head, withdrew her thoughts, got up and went to the bed to pick up her set of pajamas, and turned to enter the bathroom again.
With the bathroom door closed, she put down her clothes, turned on the faucet, but didn't shower. Instead, she took out her phone from her pocket and dialed a number.
The phone rang twice on the other end before someone picked up, the person on the other side was Ji Xia.
Ji Xia's voice came through: "Hello, Nuannuan?"
Shi Nuan stood before the sink, her thin and slender figure reflected in the mirror, the bathroom light casting a glow on her slightly pale face...
Her eyes gradually turned hazy and dim, feeling that the person in the mirror was both familiar and strange...
