Before Xu Anran could recover from her shock, Guan Jingyi had already opened the door and walked out.
After that, Xu Anran no longer saw any trace of Guan Jingyi. Of course, after the miscellaneous matters had passed, Xu Anran knew that she no longer had such thick skin as to lie by Guan Jingyi's side and refuse to leave.
Xu Anran lifted her skirt and slowly walked out of the hall. Being blown by the night wind, her wavy hair that was like seaweed was blown about by the wind.
Xu Anran retracted her shoulders and felt a chill down her spine. Only then did she realize that the shawl she had brought along had been taken off just now because she had found it troublesome when she was playing the piano.
Xu Anran turned around and was about to go back to look for it, when at this time, a soft white thing draped over Xu Anran's back.
Xu Anran let out a light breath, and her entire body instantly became a lot warmer.