Upon entering the study, he locked the door, sat at the desk, and zoned out for quite a while before finally lighting a cigarette and holding it between his fingers.
Time trickled by, and soon it was eight o'clock in the evening.
He didn't know what he was waiting for, nor what he was hesitating about.
If he didn't believe what Chen Xiangyu had said, he would just go take a bath and go to sleep right now.
If he believed her, he should go to the hospital to find her.
But what did it mean for him to sit here? To believe or not to believe…
After finishing one cigarette, he lit another, with the study soon becoming filled with the thick scent of tobacco. Si Ye's gaze was lost in confusion, facing two paths ahead of him.
The first was to seek out Chen Xiangyu, and the second was never to see Chen Xiangyu again.
Whichever path he chose, his life would change dramatically—each change was something he didn't want to endure.