Then, he nodded at her.
An Ran gave a gentle smile.
An Ning sent a message to Luo Yan, saying she was staying with An Ran for a while and would enroll in school later.
Then she turned off her phone.
As for the messages Luo Yan sent, she hadn't looked at a single one.
It's false to say she didn't feel guilty...
But she just couldn't afford to care right now.
An Ning spent a few days recuperating at An Ran's place. Every morning An Ran would go to school, and before leaving, she would prepare food for her, telling her to just warm it up later. An Ran often came back late; sometimes at nine, sometimes at ten, and sometimes at eleven...
However, that day, as An Ran was about to eat, the wheelchair suddenly slipped, and she failed to grip it tightly, causing a serving of fried rice to fall from her hand.
The white porcelain dish made a crisp sound as it hit the floor.
Then came the shattered fragments.
She smiled helplessly and went to get a broom to sweep up.
