, she reached Lin Ruochu's office before Fu Mochen.A feeling of utter dejection that words couldn't express, she lightly bit her lip and opened her mouth.From the beginning, she should have known that...The words came out with an effort, as if she had poured all her strength into them.

She waited, waiting for Fu Mo Han's agreement. Now, Fu Mo Han should readily agree, right

However, to her surprise, Fu Mo Han remained silent with his lips pressed into a thin line. His dark eyes were fixed on her, their depths unreadable. Anger, restraint, and fury swirled within them, a fiery mix she couldn't decipher.

One of them lay in a hospital gown, propped up in bed, his face set with icy determination, as if on the verge of erupting. The other stood by the bedside, clenching their fingers tightly. Aside from the sound of each other's breaths, there was an almost palpable silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the emotions in his dark eyes finally turned cold. He calmly and collectedly said, "A year."

Lin Jinran blinked, not knowing what Fu Mo'han meant by a year.

"Grandpa's health is not good, he can't withstand stimulation. Give me a year's time, in this year you can leave, go anywhere you want."

Lin Jinran instantly understood Fu Mo's words. This year, as a cooling-off period, he allowed her to leave, another form of cold war.

No, it's worse than the Cold War. He forgot her completely, with no feelings left.

Her heart ached, and she didn't want to stay there for another moment.

"Alright, one year. One year from today, I'll come find you again." Lin Jinyan didn't dwell on it any further; she was also worried about her grandfather's health and didn't want to upset him, lest his health truly worsen.

She gave Fu Mo Han a deep look, "Rest well," and without stopping, turned and left the ward.

He didn't notice the dark glint in the man behind him, a fleeting look of deep longing and an emotion that was impossible to decipher.

Finally, this step has been reached. The pain is like a knife twisting in my heart, but there's also another kind of liberation. They will eventually be strangers to each other.

Lin Jinyan looked up at the sky, the vast expanse above him cloudless and blue as water. Tears traced paths down his cheeks, disappearing into his hair.

Sunlight filtering through the swaying leaves, falling on the ground, shadows dappled, such beautiful weather, such a beautiful season, yet it gave Lin Jinyan a feeling of being in a dream.

For several months, she had a dream about love. Now that the dream is over, she no longer wants to dwell on whether it was worth it or if she regrets it.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law" A voice faintly came from beside his ear. Lin Jinran turned his head to look at the person, with a handsome face similar to Fu Mochen's, but also with an aura of wickedness that Fu Mochen didn't have.

The figure in sight gradually became clearer, and Lin Jinran recognized the person who was calling her, “Shao Qing”

Fu Shaoqing's tall figure strode to a halt before him. Patchwork light filtering through the leaves landed on him just right, transforming his milky white casual wear into an irregular patchwork. "What happened"

He came here because of Zhang's arrangement. After learning that Fu Mo Han had lost his memory, Zhang was afraid that the two would quarrel, so she contacted Fu Shaoqing and hoped he would come and have a look.

Just so happened that Fu Shaoqing was nearby, so he came down and met Lin Jinran who was staring blankly into space.

Lin Jinran remained silent, lowering her eyes and pursed her lips.

"Okay."

At a coffee shop near the hospital, two people sat opposite each other. Fu Shaoqing ordered a cup of coffee, while Lin Jinran ordered a cup of milk tea.

Once the waiter had placed their drinks and left, Lin Jinran's voice was soft as he spoke, "I'm leaving." were"Lu Fengshi fell silent for a moment before speaking, "When you first sought me out, you said you needed a place to stay. As for Su Yunjin, I don't know him."At first, when Lin Jinran came to him...