Love Is Not about Possessing but Giving Your Blessings (18)

The sun became increasingly bright, blurring out his expression as it shined upon his face. Lu Bancheng didn't know how long he had stood there, but eventually, he was jolted back to his senses by his cell phone vibrating incessantly in his pocket.

He did not take his phone out, instead, quietly walked down a flight of stairs to get to his car. He opened the door and got in. After starting the engine, he slowly navigated his way to the main road and set off on his way.