He Ming returned home to familiar surroundings, a home carefully decorated by Xiaomeng, which exuded warmth in every corner.
Every nook and cranny of the house was meticulously clean, reminding him of Xiaomeng tidying up. He felt like he was experiencing hallucinations.
He tossed his car keys onto the coffee table and slowly sank onto the sofa, covering his face with his hands, deeply pondering where the problem might lie.
She seemed perfectly normal recently, except for feeling a bit down for a couple of days after returning from Shu Pan's wedding. He guessed it was due to envy.
But he was planning a surprise for her too. Why envy others?
He hadn't even had the chance to tell her yet, so why would she run away from home?
Her silent departure left him clueless.
He thought about her friends. Shu Pan was her bestie, but she hadn't even told Shu Pan. Her other friends were just acquaintances, unlikely to go out together.