According to her usual habit, she would definitely not go upstairs without waiting for his return.

Hearing Huangfu Yu's words, Aunt Yun frowned slightly. She casually took Huangfu Yu's jacket and hugged it.

Huangfu Yu saw that Aunt Yun was hesitating, and his extremely suppressive black eyes immediately shot over. Aunt Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath and hurriedly replied: "I'm …!"

Huangfu Yu was walking up the stairs, but upon hearing what the Aunt Yun said, his footsteps immediately froze. His beautiful eyebrows creased suddenly and he asked instinctively: "He left?!" "Where did you go?!"

"I'm not too sure about that!" The Aunt Yun answered truthfully, "We don't know when she left. If it wasn't for young master who suddenly went to his room and found out that there was no one there, I probably wouldn't even know right now. "

"…" Huangfu Yu just stood there stiffly on the stairs, as if he couldn't believe it. He was startled for a moment, then quickly went upstairs, walked to the outside of Su Jingya's room, and pushed open the door, at the same time pressing quickly. The light in the room.

The guest rooms were tidied up neatly, exactly the same as the other guest rooms in the main house. The clean look of it made it seem like no one had ever stayed in the room before.

Huangfu Yu's brows could not help but knit tightly. He seemed to be in a trance as he walked in and anxiously looked for something, but there was nothing inside … No trace of Su Jingya could be found, no matter if it was her aura or the smell of her body …

"…" Aunt Yun saw the faint urgency in Huangfu Yu's eyes and stood at the door, allowing him to rummage through the room. He didn't have any intention of speaking until Huangfu Yu suddenly recovered his senses and smiled faintly, "That's fine, that's fine.

With that said, Huangfu Yu walked out of the room like nothing had happened and headed upstairs in large strides.

Aunt Yun looked at Huangfu Yu's back and was very worried. She immediately followed, but was stopped by Huangfu Yu.

"Aunt Yun, it's late, you should go back to your room to rest. "No need to take care of me."

By the time he finished speaking, Huangfu Yu had already gone back to the stairs.

Aunt Yun stared at Huangfu Yu's anxious back, and couldn't help but sigh.

Huangfu Yu quickly went upstairs and headed straight to his own room. The moment he pushed open the door, a familiar faint fragrance wafted over, and his eyes darkened.

The room was empty, it was exactly the same as when he came back, except the air was still filled with the scent of Su Jingya.

He was sure that she had come to his room today.

Carefully walking in, Huangfu Yu felt his heart being lifted. Holding his breath, he walked towards the closed door, and fiercely pushed it open.

The moment Huangfu Yu turned on the light, he did not see Su Jingya's figure. For some reason, he felt that at this moment, the blood flowing in his body had frozen over, making it impossible for it to flow normally, and even his breathing had become hurried and suffocated.

He quickly scanned the bedroom. After confirming three times that there was indeed no one inside, he heard a sound of "loss" come from his heart. His gaze finally fell upon the flat white shirt on the bed sheet.

Curious as to who had spread his shirt on the bed, he strolled over and lifted it, but something tumbled out onto the sheet.

Huangfu Yu's eyes stared fixedly at the diamond ring on the necklace, and the light in his eyes became unusually deep and complicated.

Wasn't this ring hanging around her neck this morning?!

She had seen it when she sat beside him for breakfast that morning, and she had seen it all the more clearly when he had come out to tie his tie.

Huangfu Yu stood by the bed and stared at the ring and necklace on the bed for a long time. After a long while, when he was out of breath, he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the ring on the way. He held it tightly in his hand. Huangfu Yu used too much strength to pull the ring on his hand. The tip of the ring pierced straight into his palm, but he felt pain instead … The heart.

He thought she had thrown the ring away.

Back then, when he wore the ring on her finger, he accidentally found that she wasn't wearing it. Thus, he searched every corner of the room to find the ring and forced her to wear it forever.

However, he couldn't find the ring at all.

When he asked her later, she was expressionless, as if she was serious, as if she was joking: "What ring is that?! The diamond ring you gave me? "It's too ugly, I threw it away."

He remembered that at that time, he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

That day, he had fallen out with her, but that woman did not come to coax him. Several times in the days after the incident, he had knocked on the side door to inquire about the location of the ring, and she had replied in unison, "Throw it away!"

At first, he didn't believe that she would throw away his gift, especially since it was something as important as a ring, until … She said that she loved Dongfang Yan and said that she wanted to marry him. Only then did he believe that she had indeed thrown away the ring.

Huangfu Yu sat on the side of the bed in a daze, his mind was in a mess, his memories were noisy, but he could not tell if what Su Jingya said to him were true or false.

He even wondered if she had really loved him.

She was so changeable that she sometimes said she loved him, sometimes she didn't love him, sometimes she caused his mood to soar, and sometimes she made him humble to the point of dust.

He really didn't understand how he should believe in her, how he should believe in her.

Between them, there was a gap that they had to cross no matter what. Moreover, that gap would only grow wider with time. He didn't even know how they should cross it.

Just as Huangfu Yu was feeling restless from his restlessness, he heard a "Drip, drip ~" sound of the phone in his pocket receiving a message.

At first, he didn't want to take it out to have a look, but he still took it out anyway.

The message was from Zhao Yi, and was a colorful letter. He opened it and read:

The first thing she saw was a photo — — Su Jingya was leaning on the door and kissing the top of a small glass window, a faint light was projected from inside, illuminating her face, at the same time, it also revealed the bitter, satisfied and lonely smile on her face, and the tears on her long eyelashes, under the dim light, were so painful that it hurt …

Huangfu Yu did not understand what Su Jingya was doing until he saw the words written by the editor behind Zhao Yi:

She said, "third brother, this photo was taken during a hunger strike while you were staying in my hospital. That night, Su Jingya ran out of your room and kissed the window on the bed for the whole night while crying... "

Huangfu Yu stared at the photo on his phone for a long time. Seeing her smile that was both happy and bitter, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.