Bai Su had finished speaking with Fu Yanshen and then left, personally picked up by Huo Lingfeng.
He directly scooped her up by the waist and carried her into the car.
After the two left, Fu Yanshen stood alone where he was.
After a long while, he turned around and got into his car.
After getting in, he didn't drive back, but instead sat in the car and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
He took one out and rolled down the window.
He lit the cigarette, resting his arm on the window, and quietly watched the night.
As time passed, his eyes grew more and more sorrowful, surrounded by a chilling sadness.
It wasn't until late into the night that Fu Yanshen put out the last cigarette butt, rolled up the window, and drove home.
Once home, he washed off the smell of smoke and went upstairs.
He didn't return to the main bedroom but instead quietly turned the knob of the side bedroom and stepped in.
His steps were very light as he sat down beside the bed.