Shen Zhiyu packed up his luggage. In fact, he didn't have many things. He could fit them with a suitcase. He closed the zipper and put them together with the past of him and Xia Beiqing.

Shen Zhiyu stood up, walked to the door with a heavy step, and stared at the closed door. After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

There was no response in the room.

This is also expected by Shen Zhiyu. He knows that Xia Beiqing will not pay attention to him.

"Incline to the North..." Shen Zhiyu took a breath, trying to make his voice sound calm enough: "I'm... Going."

With these words, he waited for a while, but there was still no movement in the room. His words were like a stone thrown into the abyss, and there was no echo at all.

Even if he had to leave, Xia Beiqing would never meet him again, or even say goodbye.

Shen Zhiyu's heart seemed to fall to the bottom of the valley. He stepped back a few steps, then turned around, grabbed one side of the suitcase and walked towards the gate.

Outside, Hua Yinong is standing by the car.

In fact, the new residence is just across the road. It's only a few steps away. But in order not to be suspicious by Xia Bei, the play has to be done.

Hua Yinong plans to take Shen Zhiyu around, and then secretly send him to the opposite apartment.

Put the trunk in the trunk, Shen Zhiyu opened the door and got into the co pilot's seat.

In the room, a dead silence, suddenly came the sound of the car starting.

Xia Beiqing sat in front of the French window and watched the car driving away from the window. He walked away in his sight until it disappeared completely.

He slightly bent up the corners of his lips, pale smile with a bit of joy, he had done a good farewell in his heart.

Goodbye, Mr. Shen.

You live the life you should live. There's no need to waste your whole life on people like me.

He is disabled, a trouble, a drag, a burden, and even more dangerous. If one day, mu chenbi catches him and takes him to coerce Mr. Shen, what should he do?

All the time, Xia Beiqing has been living in the dream of compiling, thinking that he can really work with Mr. Shen all his life.

It was not until he found out that Shen Zhiyu was willing to do blood research for him. Shen Zhiyu was hijacked and close at hand, but he could only watch it. He finally woke up from his dream and saw the reality clearly.

At the beginning, he made up his own mind to dress up as Mr. Shen and attract those guards sent by mu chenbi for him and Hua Yinong. Mr. Shen didn't know it. What qualification does he have to bind Mr. Shen's life with this?

Hua Yinong carries Shen Zhiyu around the street. When night falls, she sends Shen Zhi to her new apartment.

Shen Zhiyu pushed the door open, didn't turn on the light, and left his luggage aside. The living room was empty. He sat alone on the sofa, hiding himself in the shadow, as if he had become a sculpture. For a long time, there was no movement.

Hua Yinong walked over and pressed his shoulder and said, "don't worry too much. Anyway, you live opposite. You can observe his movements all the time."

Shen Zhiyu lowered his head and said, "thank you. I'm alone at home. Go back first."

"Good."

Hua Yinong drives back to the opposite apartment. He goes outside the room and knocks on the door.

"I have sent Shen Zhiyu away. Are you ok?" 

With a click, the door was opened and Xia Beiqing was sitting in the wheelchair behind the door.