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By the time I returned home, it was already late at night.

The empty house held no sign of anyone.

I wasn't surprised, just as I chose to leave the ticket behind.

"Ding dong," a few messages popped up on my phone, it was Lin Nuan specifically @-mentioning me in her Moments.

It was a picture of Lin Nuan wearing a diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg on her left ring finger.

Accompanying text: [Who wakes up to a big brother taking them to buy diamond rings and having a steak feast?]

I ignored Lin Nuan's self-directed messages and turned off my phone.

Closing my eyes, the image of the ring on Lin Nuan's hand floated into my mind, reminding me of the time when he proposed to me with a pull-tab ring.

He promised he would buy me the biggest and most luxurious diamond ring later.

But when I brought it up again, he said diamonds don't hold their value, and never bought one.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to shake these memories out of my brain.

I've booked a flight to Norway for the day after tomorrow at 1 p.m.

Norway has the richest atmosphere for musicians, but Lin Feng never liked this place.

He feared that his talent would be overshadowed by other musical geniuses.

Therefore, Norway was Lin Feng's forbidden zone.

I'm going there to start the second half of my life.

Once I'm in Norway, Lin Feng, perhaps we'll never meet again in this lifetime.