An Yeqiu came out of the hospital alone, Zeng Rong's figure had long disappeared.
She stood alone in the cold wind of early spring, momentarily aimless.
Her phone buzzed softly.
Answering the call, Mother An's voice came through.
Mother An said, "Yeqiu, have you been in touch with An Li recently? That child hasn't come home for over two months, I'm a bit worried. If you have time, go and see her. She's renting a place by herself, and I really can't stop worrying."
An Yeqiu was still immersed in the melancholic mood from meeting Wen Linyu and replied impatiently to the phone, "She's grown up, already an adult, not a child anymore. She knows what to do and what not to do, does she still need someone to teach her? Why are you keeping watch on her?"
