After Ji Yang arrived in the capital, she directly returned to her small home.
Looking at the empty room, a familiar sense of loneliness arose from the bottom of her heart.
She laughed mockingly and closed the door. Somewhat dejectedly, she went to the sofa and sat down, hugging herself tightly with both hands.
Actually, she had long gotten used to living alone.
To her, these loneliness and loneliness were nothing, really nothing.
However, after closing her eyes, the image of her and Lu Jingchen together would still appear in her mind. There was also... the image of Lu Jingchen and Bai Ruoya together. No matter how hard she tried, she could not get it out of her mind.
Love was indeed something that could not be touched..
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Lu Jingchen followed the main group to the capital. It was midnight.
