Lin Li left, but she made a phone call before she got into the car.
Anran's mood was a little low, and she couldn't help but cry as she sat on the stairs. She thought back to the friendship they had shared for the past ten years, laughing and crying together. Back then, when mo Fei betrayed her, Lin Li was the one who had accompanied her. Without her, she probably wouldn't have been able to recover from that pain so quickly.
However, now that she was injured, she had to hide and lick her wounds by herself, and there was nothing she could do.
In fact, Anran knew that it would be better for her to leave. After all, there were too many memories of her and Chengxiang here. If she wanted to forget someone, leaving was the best choice.
She wiped the tears off her face, picked up her phone, and dialed Lin Li's number with her eyes still half-closed. This time, she didn't call Lin Li, but instead sent her a text message.