Ruyu stood in front of the window and watched Lei Zhenyu walk out of the hospital gate, watched him get into his car in the parking lot, and watched him drive toward the hospital gate.

She quickly turned around, went to the closet, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to change into them, then washed herself quickly, checked her clothes again, and then walked towards the door of the ward.

No one would come to see her again this morning. She knew this. Although everyone kept it secret from her, she was not stupid after all. Moreover, she did not hear clearly what Lan Ruoshui shouted that day, but she understood it.

The shape of her mouth.

He is gone, gone forever!

Today is the day of her funeral, but everyone still hides it from her. She knows that everyone has good intentions and is afraid that she will be sad. Even if it is the last journey, they don't want her to see him off.

She didn't drive because there was no car for her in the hospital. She walked out of the hospital and hailed a taxi. Fortunately, she had money in her bag, so traveling was still very convenient.

She didn't go directly to his cemetery. Of course, she didn't know where his cemetery was. She went directly back to her previous home, the home she had with him, the home she designed and decorated herself.

In the snow, he said, Ruyu, it's useless for you to change the lock. If I want to get in, I can still get in even if you change the lock.

In the past, she was very angry every time she came back and found him here. Now, she is no longer angry, does not change the locks, and does not even close the door, but he will never come again.

He left. As for the reason for leaving, she knew better than anyone else. She fell under the cliff and he tried his best to pull her. It is estimated that at that moment, the wound on his chest had collapsed.

She left, and these days she still pretended to smile in front of her relatives, but in the dead of night, when Lei Zhenyu fell asleep, she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling as if her heart had been hollowed out.

The pain was so painful that she couldn't even cry.

But whenever there was someone in the ward, she pretended not to know anything, and there was no trace of sadness on her face.

Everyone hopes that she can be happy, and if she is happy in front of everyone, everyone will feel relieved.

The taxi finally arrived. She paid for it and ran quickly towards the corridor. She walked up the stairs quickly, as if if she slowed down, the house would disappear.

He took out the key, opened the door, and stepped in. Everything in the room was still the same as before, including all the furniture and furnishings, so he had hardly moved any of the things she had lived here before.

She slowly walked into the room and slowly touched these things with her hands. They had lived here for three full years and more than a thousand days. Here, there were various scenes left by her and him.

She opened the door and walked in. There was a faint smell of tobacco in the room. Maybe he had been back a few days ago, because the smell of tobacco was unique to him.

On the dressing table were the combs and hairpins she had used, as well as the lighter made of bullet casings, the lighter that he refused to give her even to death. Unexpectedly, he brought it here again.

The bedding on the bed was neatly folded, and there were actually two pillows on it. Her nose couldn't help but feel sore, she immediately turned away, and then reached out to open the closet door.

Sure enough, there were a lot of his clothes hanging inside, as well as a few clothes that she had not taken away, and some clothes that were worn at this time of year were neatly folded aside.
Chapter completed!