Xu Anran did not stay downstairs any longer. She turned around and went upstairs, and opened her bedroom.
This place had too many memories that she had with Guan Jingyi. Xu Anran looked around this room, then walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a large luggage case.
However, for some reason, as she folded the clothes, her tears still flowed uncontrollably.
For more than ten days, Xu Anran had not shed a single tear. Even in the ICU and by Guan Jingyi's side, she did not have the slightest desire to cry.
Ever since Guan Jingyi first visited him, aside from Guan Jingyi giving up on those words he had said, for so many days, Guan Jingyi had never said a single word or reacted in the least.