"Okay," she replied with a faint smile, but her eyes hid a sorrow that no one could erase.
After breakfast, An Ruo habitually turned on the DVD to listen to music.
She curled up quietly on the sofa, her mind a blank, eyes vacant as if she had lost all interest in the world.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yun Feiyang returned on time.
As he entered the living room and saw An Ruo's wooden expression, a shade of gloom flickered across his eyes.
Wearing a smile, he approached her, leaned down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, gently calling out, "An Ruo, An Ruo?"
After calling her name twice, An Ruo came back to her senses.
Seeing him, she immediately smiled, "Feiyang, you're back."
"Mm, have you had lunch?" He sat beside her and asked.
"I'm not hungry."
He knew she hadn't eaten.
Every day she would become engrossed in music, daydreaming alone, unresponsive to Maggie's calls.
Only when he called her would she snap back to reality.
