"What do you mean by 'fated but not destined'?" Xiao Jinghuai almost roared in anger, "We were fine last night, she was still lying in my arms."
"Yes," Huo Junting exhaled deeply before pointing it out, "It's limited to just last night."
Xiao Jinghuai was utterly agitated, "What does it mean, just say it straight."
Huo Junting teased helplessly, "Look at you, every time it's about Song Song, you get excessively excited. Aren't you a smart person? Haven't you figured it out?
"Because last night was your last night together, do you understand now?"
"What do you mean the last... night? What's happened to her?"
Xiao Jinghuai had never been so bewildered in his thirty-plus years of life, he only knew she suddenly left again.
The difference is that this time, her departure felt like... forever.
Huo Junting had nothing more to say: "Think carefully about why she's gone, call me back once you're calm."
