Haoran managed to find his way back home.
His mind was blank throughout the journey until he reached his house.
How did things get to this?
Pushing the door open, he was met with emptiness.
He almost felt like crying but tried his best to control it.
Is this going to be his life now?
Loneliness.
Why did Zixuan have to fill his life with warmth and then abandon him?
Who gave him the right?
He had believed the issue between them would be resolved, but who could have guessed it would become worse?
He lost his partner.
And—
A tear managed to slip out. "Most importantly, his unborn child. The child he tried to keep."
"Gone."
He had tried his best to have faith in Zixuan, that he might keep the child…
But remembering what Zixuan said—"The baby isn't staying"—all his faith was extinguished.
He stood in the middle of the living room.
Every single thing was a constant reminder of Zixuan.
Their moments weren't like normal romantic moments at all.
