Rental Apartment
Yu Qingjia quietly opened the door and stepped inside.
"You're back!"
"Yiran, why didn't you go to the performance?"
"You wish I wasn't here."
"No, I just... It's just that you never miss a performance."
Wang Yiran put down the coffee cup in her hand. Her pale face carried traces of melancholy and exhaustion.
The air seemed to freeze.
Back then, when the two were together, their days were full of sunshine and warmth, filled with laughter.
To each other, they were the most important presence in their lives, even dreaming of moving far away after graduation to live in seclusion together.
But now...
Yu Qingjia looked at her, overcome with guilt that could not be put into words.
When they were together, Wang Yiran had done far too much for her.
Now, facing Wang Yiran who seemed like a complete stranger, she felt a deep discomfort in her heart.
Her gaze inadvertently fell on Yiran's pajamas, noticing faint traces of blood.
