The next day.

"I’m really grateful you saved me, but you’re a girl living alone... I really can’t stay."

Lin Yuchuan woke up and was about to take off the men’s pajamas I’d lent him. He hadn’t fully recovered his strength; as soon as he lifted the pajama top to his chest muscles, he hissed in pain.

"What do you think I have that you could be after?"

I lowered my eyes, placed the anti-inflammatory medicine I’d prepared for him on the table, and said with a bitter laugh.

"Keep the clothes... Anyway, he’s not coming back."

Lin Yuchuan licked his lips, a faint flicker of complexity in his eyes.

"There’s nothing valuable in this apartment. Take whatever you need."

"Um, miss."

Having just broken up, I still felt sad when I thought of Shen Mengzhou.

Lin Yuchuan hesitated, then pulled a tissue from the bedside table and handed it to me. I waved him off, stood up, and walked toward the bedroom door.

"That..." Lin Yuchuan called out.

I didn’t look back, my back trembling slightly as I cried silently.

"My name is Lin Yuchuan," Lin Yuchuan said hesitantly.

"If you... if you don’t mind, could I stay here until you come back from work?"

My hand on the doorframe trembled slightly. I replied: "Do whatever you want."

A few minutes later, I walked out of the apartment building. In the parking space directly in front of the building, a car slowly drove away along the driveway.