Lu Hechen saw Qiao Jingchen standing alone at the door of the ward as he returned. Seeing Lu Hechen back by himself, a trace of loneliness and disappointment flashed in Jingchen's eyes.
Lu Hechen looked at him and said, "Zhuang Yuezhou has left."
Qiao Jingchen turned his face away, looking like he didn't want to talk.
Watching him, Lu Hechen sighed and said, "Jingchen, you're aggrieved, we all know that. Zhuang Yuezhou is also very exhausted. He's carrying a lot of family responsibilities now, and also some burdens from being with you. If you can understand, that's great, if not, just forget that I said anything."
"That's his choice, I didn't force him," Qiao Jingchen said.
Lu Hechen was taken aback, momentarily lost for words.
He looked at him and said, "Take care of yourself."
Lu Hechen entered the ward where Dad Qiao and Aunt Fu were talking.
To be precise, Dad Qiao was talking, and Aunt Fu was listening.
