Since the argument with Song Yichuan, Shi Nuan hadn't visited his room again.
It was on the second floor with a large bay window. The curtains were light blue and when opened, vast sunlight would flood the room.
But today, no sunlight was fated to come. The sky outside was dim and gloomy, the clouds pressing so low, seemingly ready to rain at any moment.
Shi Nuan found it strange. Three years ago, when she got engaged to Song Yichuan, the weather was so perfect. Why was it so bad on the day he left?
She still remembered that day, Song Yichuan had taken her for a long walk, introduced her to many people, and even danced with her.
He said, "Nuannuan, from now on, you are my fiancée. I will work hard, get healthy, and be your lifelong support!"
Shi Nuan gazed out the window, her eyes unknowingly growing sore. In her daze, she seemed to hear the sound of the door lock turning.
She didn't turn around, only instinctively tightened her grip on the blue curtain with one hand.
