Lun You held Grandma Lu's hand as they came to the courtyard together, where the fragrance of Tuberose was striking, refreshing one's heart and soul.
However, his mind was preoccupied with Liu Mingxing's affairs, not taking in the pleasing sight of the flowers at all.
After a shower, Lun You came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair, when he suddenly heard his phone buzzing several times on the bed.
He leaned over to take a glance and caught sight of the text message that appeared on the phone's screen.
[Lun You, I miss you a lot.]
The sender was Xun Ruqiu.
Lun You's hand, holding the phone, trembled slightly, as the image of Xun Ruqiu's face appeared before his eyes.
Such a reserved and composed woman, during the three months they dated, she hardly ever spoke of love.
Yet her eyes clearly, unmistakably told him that she loved him.
And now, she had sent a text message with a blunt expression of emotion.
A bitter taste rose from the depths of Lun You's heart.
