Chapter 404: Winning Is Just a Process

By the time I fell asleep, it was already early morning. When I woke up again, the spot beside me was empty. I got up and went to the living room, which was deserted. The suitcases that had been by the door were gone. On the coffee table, a fountain pen was placed on top of a note. I picked it up and read:

"If we cannot moisten each other's lives, it is better to forget each other in the world. Take care!"

Looking at the flowing handwriting, I felt a sense of loss. I didn't know Su Mei's background before, and now, I don't know where she has gone. This is just who Su Mei is—she picks up and lets go with ease. Perhaps this is the kind of nonchalance that worldly children should have.