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After returning home, I lay weakly on the bed and sent my mom a text: [Mom, I miss you]

I stared at the chat window with my mom, but no reply came.

The anticipation in my heart gradually turned cold.

Eleven years ago, for dreams, for love.

Ignoring my mom's plea, I came to Beijing with Xu Huai to struggle.

And now, I just want to completely escape this place, escape Xu Huai, escape this ridiculous dream.

Five minutes later, my mom called me on a video call.

Seeing her half-whitened hair, I suddenly realized how irresponsible it was of me to leave home against my parents' wishes back then, and my nose tingled with emotion.

"What's wrong, Niannian? Are you being mistreated over there?"

My mom's tone was full of concern.

I shook my head and faked a relaxed smile: "I miss you, Mom, I want to go home."

But as I smiled, tears involuntarily rolled down my face, suppressed sobs escaped my throat, as if trying to cry out all the grievances and pain.

My mom's expression froze for a moment, and then she shed a tear too: "Niannian, come home, Mom misses you too."

After hanging up, my mom sent a screenshot.

She booked a flight ticket for me to go home in two days.

Indeed, home will always be the warmest harbor.

I lay on the coffee table and began writing my resignation letter.

There's nothing here worth holding onto anymore.

After submitting the resignation letter to the company email, Xu Huai called.

"Momo is feeling a bit unwell, I need to stay to take care of her, I won't be coming back tonight."

I simply replied with a hmm, hung up the phone, and tossed it aside.

Beijing's winter is so cold, I don't like Beijing, and I no longer like Xu Huai.