Let yourself remain a part of her heart, preserving a piece of that initial beauty.
Mu Jingnan sighed, almost inaudibly, "Alright, I'll try."
But in the end, he couldn't guarantee it.
...
That night, Situ Yunshu was listening attentively for any sounds from the next room. She understood Jiang Nan; even if he fell ill, he wouldn't necessarily tell her.
He was proud and wouldn't voluntarily show his vulnerable side to her.
Fortunately, the next room was quiet, not a sound.
Maybe he fell asleep?
As long as no illness occurred.
The next morning.
Situ Yunshu freshened up and got dressed, then knocked on the door next to hers, intending to call Jiang Nan down for breakfast together.
After knocking for a while, no one came to the door.
"Jiang Nan?" She pressed the doorbell, "Jiang Nan, are you awake?"
No response.
She took out her phone and anxiously called him, walking quickly towards the elevator, ready to go down to the hotel reception to ask staff to open the door.
