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Three hours later, as the sky grew slightly darker, Lin Xi left the airport and drove back home.

As soon as she entered, she hung up her clothes as usual and noticed the mark left by the fallen photo frame behind the door.

Her gaze fell on the trash bin beside it.

The shattered glass shards, along with our photo, were still lying in the trash bin.

She slowly crouched down and took the photo out of the trash bin.

Looking at the background of the photo, she remembered that it was taken eight years ago when she and I went to see a concert together.

She also recalled the promise she made to me at that concert eight years ago.

It seems that ever since she took Lu Chen as a protégé, she never went to another concert with me, and it was from that moment that she gradually became distant from me.

Yet even so, she couldn't understand why I left.

Because even if she felt she owed me each time, she would generally make up for it with gifts.