Gu Jiajia didn't know if she cried herself out or had fainted from crying, and just fell asleep by the bedside.
Jing Hua also drifted off in the middle of the night, and when he woke up, Gu Jiajia was gone.
He struggled to sit up and noticed a piece of paper, already opened, on the bedside.
He frowned slightly, picked up the paper, and unfolded it to read.
The paper was densely covered with words, the handwriting was delicate and neat, very easy to read.
[Jing Hua, I'm leaving, take good care of yourself. I hope my matters won't affect your mood and work. Once back at the club, work hard and don't get hurt again, okay?]
[Thank you very much for not pushing me away last night, for letting me cry willfully in front of you. After crying, I felt much better. But every time I recall your cold and disdainful look, my heart aches so much. (A cute smiley face is drawn at the end)]
