Chapter 43
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Shen Yu, who had to go to work early, couldn't drop Jiang Li off at his apartment, so Jiang Li ended up taking the bus instead.
Today wasn't as cold as yesterday, but the chill still lingered in the air, clinging to his skin. Jiang Li stood quietly at the bus stop, still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, his fingers slightly curled from the cold as he stared down at the pavement. He waited in silence, listening for the familiar sound of the approaching bus, hoping it would drown out the thoughts crowding his mind.
He tried to push them away.
Tried to forget.
But it was hard—especially after Shen Yu's warmth had faded.
The day Jiang Li had wished, over and over again, would never end… had finally come to an end.
And what it left behind was an emptiness so vast it almost felt suffocating. Yesterday, that same space had been filled with something warm, something soft—something dangerously close to happiness.
Now it was gone.
