Li Jiaqi just smiled nonchalantly, turned around, and brought a towel for him from the bathroom.
"Dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold!"
He's been a bit busy these past few days and originally planned to finish his tasks before coming to see her.
Even though he was busy until midnight every day, he still kept the habit of sending her texts and calling her.
Because when you miss someone, even a small text message can give each other a sense of security.
She suddenly stopped returning his calls or texts, which made him panic.
So, he rushed over in the middle of the night without a second thought.
Even though it was drizzling outside...
Hong Kong's winters may not be rainy, but this kind of drizzle still chilled to the bone.
He took the towel but didn't dry his hair, just looked fixedly at Li Jiaqi; from her eyes, he saw something off.
There was a sadness in her eyes, no longer as pure and joyful as the last time he saw her.
