C443 Pain of Longing

Qiu Guodong took out a bag and helped her pack up the books. "It's getting late," he said to her.

The smile on Yao Qiuxiang's face disappeared without a sound. As she passed by the living room, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the sofa. In the corner of the sofa, there was a milky white lady's backpack that she was very familiar with.

Yao Qiuxiang hurried to the door and changed her shoes