Three days later, Chu Jinnian moved out of the apartment.

Tang Mulin didn't go out for three whole days.

When I was hungry, I would find something to eat from the refrigerator. When I was full, I would hold my diary and cry.

It was as if she wanted to leave all her tears to this diary and all the memories of her young love.

By the end, my eyes were so swollen that I could hardly open them.

On the third day, Tang Mulin heard the sound of people coming in and out in the corridor.

Something was moved.

A lot of things were moved in.

When there was a knock on the door, Tang Mulin ran to the door immediately, but decisively withdrew his hand that was already holding the door handle.

"Sugar..."

Outside the door, Chu Jinnian's voice was so deep and hoarse, "I... am leaving. You have to take care of yourself!"

Amid the noisy sounds, Tang Mulin heard a long sigh.

The voice was vague, but it stayed in her heart and brought her more tears.

The suitcase slid and disappeared into the elevator.

After standing there blankly for an unknown amount of time, Tang Mulin suddenly turned around and ran to the window.

I saw a black Maybach speeding away.

Tang Mulin fell in front of the window, covering his face.

He didn't even know when he fell asleep. When there was a knock on the door, Tang Mulin sat up.

Outside the door was an old lady with a kind face.

"girl……"

The old woman looked anxious, holding a needle and thread in her hand, "Can you help me thread this thread? Roberts' shirt button has fallen off, and I need to sew it for him."

I've lived here for more than half a year, and I've never seen her on this floor.

Tang Mulin threaded the needle clumsily, his eyes sliding across the half-open door of the room where Chu Jinnian had lived, "Have you just moved in?"

"Yeah, I just moved in yesterday, and the house is still a mess."

The old woman smiled and said, "When I have arranged everything, please come over for afternoon tea."

"good."

Tang Mulin nodded and handed the threaded needle and thread to the old woman.

The old woman thanked him, turned around and hobbled away.

He stared at her as she walked into the room and slowly closed the door, as if the next moment, Chu Jinnian opened the door and came out.

Tang Mulin stood at the door for a long time.

So, he was really gone.

Right?

A voice sounded, and the frozen heart shattered.

When Tang Mulin turned around, he saw the bag hanging on the door handle.

The word "Forever" on the white handbag looks particularly eye-catching at this moment.

Tang Mulin walked into the room carrying a bag like a puppet.

In the jewelry box, the women's ring was lying alone in the buckle.

Just like she would be for the rest of her life.

Blinking away the tears, Tang Mulin took out the ring, put it on his ring finger, and raised his hand.

The sun was setting, just like it had been that day when he was driving her back home.

The sunlight shines through the fingers, and the ring casts an eternal arc on the bay window.

…

The old woman kept her word. A few days later, she sent a handwritten invitation to Tang Mulin, inviting her to her home for afternoon tea.

Signed, Susanna.

Tang Mulin couldn't help but think of a fairy tale book he read when he was a child.

In the fairy tale, the fairy Susanna turned into an old woman and picked up a little girl who was lost in the fields.

The little girl grew up, met the prince who loved her, and married him.

From then on, the prince and princess lived a happy life.

Tang Mulin smiled and raised his eyes, "Okay, I will definitely go."

Susanna's face was filled with wrinkles as she smiled, and she walked away hobbled with a smile on her face.

Tang Mulin closed the door, opened the wardrobe, changed his clothes, and went out with his bag.

Walking out of the apartment, the sunlight was shining straight down, and Tang Mulin subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes.

It was the first time she had stepped outside of her apartment building since Valentine's Day.

Went to the flower shop and picked out a bouquet of flowers.

I went to the supermarket again and carefully selected fruits.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Mulin knocked on Susanna's door carrying a basket.

"Hey, Candy, you're here..."

Susanna opened the door, took Tang Mulin's hand with a smile on her face, and went over to sit in front of the bay window.

There were several plates on the small table with butter biscuits that Susanna had just baked.

It was already night time in Sicheng when Chu Jinnian's cell phone rang.

After reading the message, Chu Jinnian looked back out the window and let out a low breath.

(End of this chapter)