C117 Love the Wooden Spoon

As she spoke, she covered her phone with her hand, moved her mouth, and said three words without a sound: I'm leaving.

Hee Xingzhi took her backpack and ran away as fast as she could.

Chiang Dong silently watched her figure disappear. Under the transparent lens, he restrained all his emotions.

His slender fingers gently picked up the pink sticker of love that was left on the dining table