Xia Weiyi felt an immense discomfort in her heart, as if she owed someone a huge debt of gratitude that she could never repay in this lifetime.
She moved her lips, wanting to say something more, but felt it was redundant like locking the barn door after the horse is stolen. With a soft sigh, Xia Weiyi quietly left the hospital room.
Xia Weiyi left the hospital, lifted her eyes to the sky, which was still clear and boundless, not at all like the forecasted storm.
However, she felt as though the air was so thin, as if a gloom was pressing down on her chest, causing her to suffocate in waves.
Wandering the streets aimlessly as if in a trance, Xia Weiyi didn't realize how long she had been walking when her phone in her pocket started ringing. She took out her phone and answered after a glance at the caller ID, "Ye Che..."
