Tomorrow… Even though he thought he was prepared, when he knew she was about to leave, Qin Yinan still found it difficult to accept.

He lost his desire to work instantly. He spaced out for a long time in his office before grabbing his car key and leaving the company. He wandered around the city aimlessly before finding his way back to this hill.

Even though two years had passed, he could still remember how shy she was after they had sex.

She didn’t know it was a ploy, so she had even asked him obtusely, “…Just now, why did you…”

He had replied with a pampering smile, “Silly girl, what do you think is the reason?”

She didn’t answer, so he had added, “Still don’t get it? Then let me ask you, Qingchong, do you like me?”

She had been all flustered. “I don’t know.”

At the time, he had thought that he was acting, but now, revisiting this place two years later, he realized, the only reason his acting of disappointment and regret could be so authentic was because he was indeed feeling those things.“Don’t know or don’t like?”

“No, it’s not that…”

The atmosphere had then turned risqué. She had asked him in return, with a shy and faded tone, “Then, what about you? Do you like me?”

How did he answer then?

He had said, “What do you think?”

“Of course I like you… I like you a lot… So, would you spend the rest of your life with me?”

At the time, at least part of him had been insincere. If time could turn back, he would have replied with utmost sincerity and faith. “Of course I like you… In fact, I love you a lot… So, would you spend the rest of your life with me?”

If time could turn back, the next day, he wouldn’t drag her to the registry office for the divorce.

If time could turn back…

Alas, time couldn’t turn back; they had missed each other and were not meant to be.

Qin Yinan put his phone on silent and didn’t answer any calls that came to him. He stayed at the hill until the moon appeared. With the stars shining in the background, he started his car and went down the hill.

When he reached the city, it was already 11 pm. He didn’t return home but took a detour to where Cheng Qingchong was staying.

He sat in his car for quite some time but didn’t get out or enter the compound. He didn’t follow his heart to go in to look for her.

Then again, what could he have done if he did? Bid her farewell like an old friend? What was the point of that?

After all, she no longer had anything to do with him.

Thinking about it now, Qin Yinan hadn’t returned to the apartment he shared with Cheng Qingchong for about half a year already.

He had someone clean it every day, but as he pushed open the door, there was a sense of emptiness that assaulted him.

He dragged his tired body into the study and locked the door behind him. From his drawer, he pulled out the divorce certificate, the ring, and the one thing that she had left at his house, the paper note.

He studied these three things quietly and for a long time before lowering his head to look at his hand.

Once this hand had held her hands tightly, so why did he let go?

After the departure tomorrow, were they not going to see each other again?

As this thought entered his mind, a tear escaped his eyes. With his eyes red, he searched for a lighter, and as he was about light the paper note on fire, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.