Life still carried on, uneventful and steady. The previous incidents seemed like farce; He Fang went to work as usual, and Qin Guanglin rested, enjoying the nutritious meals especially prepared by He Fang after work.
Only the daily increase of waste packaging boxes in the trash bin of the bathroom, along with the test strips on the parallel bars, proved that the result had not yet arrived.
Qin Guanglin watched He Fang acting as if nothing mattered, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. At this time, any consolation was in vain. He presumed she was already prepared and could only quietly wait for the coming "relative" next month to settle things.
Before the "relative" arrived, anything was still possible.
"It's finished."
Qin Guanglin handed over the last issue of his drawing to Chen Rui, heaved a sigh, and said, "This is the ending."
"So soon?" Chen Rui asked incredulously, and without waiting for a response, he bowed his head and began examining it closely.
