He had originally become more and more joyful from spending a long time with Su Yan, but in an instant, his energy wilted away.
His eyelashes trembled lightly, hesitating
"I don't want to go back."
The voice was soft and shallow, sounding distressingly pitiful.
Su Yan nodded
"Then you wait here for me to come back."
He kept his lips pursed, standing there without saying whether it was okay or not okay.
His pale complexion, eyes and brows drooping in dejection.
No matter how one looked at him, he seemed like someone who had been abandoned.
Su Yan changed her shoes, ready to head outside.
She thought for a moment, then walked back to Ji Yan, took his hand, and made him sit down on the couch.
Then she seriously said
"I have something to do, I must go out."
Her voice was soft, but once she made a decision, she seldom changed her mind.
This time, even for Ji Yan, it was no different.
Ji Yan's pale lips were even more tightly pressed.
