At noon the next day.
The mist has dissipated, and sunlight pierces through the clouds, shimmering like scattered gold.
Lilac Serval is dressed simply, wearing a thin orange-red sweater on top and her usual favorite jeans on the bottom.
At this moment, she looks beautiful and poised, especially when standing in the sunlight, her complexion fair and her eyes captivating.
As the wind blows, her curls lift, and the jasper earring in her ear gently sways, exuding endless charm.
Lilac Serval's complexion hasn't completely recovered, appearing somewhat fatigued.
Yet she is resolute; having planned to return to Lonton today, she insists on leaving.
Charles Mcintosh couldn't stop her.
From the hospital to the apartment to the airport, Charles Mcintosh escorted her all the way.
Along the way, they didn't speak much.
Now, Lilac Serval, holding her suitcase, is bidding farewell to Jasmine Yale in the departure hall.
