Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel lost and could no longer concentrate. She put down the document, leaned back softly on the chair, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the bouquet of flowers from the corner of her eye.
For a moment, she was stunned, purple tulips!
Was she wrong because she was restless? Except for him, who knew she liked purple tulips, no one in the world knew about her hobby, not even Lin Han.
She immediately stood up from the back of the chair and quickly picked up the bouquet of gorgeously packaged flowers.
This was indeed a bouquet of purple tulips. Each one was charming, bright, and exuding a delicate fragrance. She couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Everything was so real.
For a moment, she felt ecstatic, as if a prisoner who was already standing on the execution platform and about to be executed was suddenly pardoned.
Hidden among the layers of gorgeous floral paper is a light blue envelope, which is slightly bulging.
She immediately opened the envelope and found a key inside. This key was all too familiar. It was the key to the apartment where she had lived.
She picked up the car keys and quickly walked out of the office...
She opened the door, and there was no one in the hall, but everything was as before, not a single thing had been moved. It was just that things had changed and people had changed, which was infinitely sad.
She walked quietly into the bedroom. The sky was gloomy today, and it was drizzling. The room was dimly lit, and the light yellow window screens completely isolated the room from the outside world.
The bedside lamp was on, and the orange light shone warmly on the white floral sheets.
Cheng Haochen sat in front of the window with his back to her.
His hand was placed on the armrest of the chair, holding a cigarette between his index and middle fingers. The fireworks flickered in and out of the gray darkness. The smoke rose in circles, floating in the misty space.
When did he start smoking? She remembered that he had never smoked before.
His back was cold and distant under the dim light. This back confirmed her thoughts just now. She had been thinking along the way, what was his intention in doing this?
The moment she saw the flower, she had an illusion for a moment. She thought he had forgiven her, that he must be reluctant to let her go, and that he must still love her deeply.
But she knows very well that life is not a movie. If you miss it, you will lose it. There is no chance to start over again like in the movie.
She deceived him, abandoned him, and ruined his sincerity.