"Yes."
When Xiao Zijin mentioned Mount XX, a trace of melancholy flickered in her eyes.
Her first heartbreak had left her devastated, so much so that she had entertained the idea of recreating the heart-extraction scenes she'd seen in novels.
She didn't need ice blocks as anesthesia; she'd perform the surgery on herself, dig out her aching heart, and throw it away.
Wouldn't that stop the pain?
She didn't sleep all night.
When she got up, her swollen eyes resembled goldfish.
She looked both ugly and miserable.
Not wanting Chenxi and the others to notice, she decided to go out for some air.
After leaving Jiangcheng, the first place she returned to was Mount XX.
But when she got back, her grandfather wasn't there. She waited for him on the mountain for an entire day and night, but he didn't show up. That's when she knew he must have wandered off somewhere far again.
Since childhood, her grandfather had often traveled.