Ji Wei's eyes were filled with shock, her entire body seemingly frozen in place.
The words repeated endlessly in her ears: He won't be coming back for now.
She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but her voice got stuck in her throat. No matter how much she moved her lips, no sound came out.
"Old Mo must be caught up with something... don't feel too sad." Xi Nanfeng wasn't good at comforting people and didn't know what else to say.
Ji Wei forced herself to hold back the tears in her eyes. After a long struggle, she hoarsely asked, "How long is 'for now'?" Her voice trembled, and as soon as she said it, it felt as though all the strength in her body had been drained.
"One year, two years... maybe even longer."
Xi Nanfeng's words brought a heavy silence to the hospital room.
Ji Wei stared at Xi Nanfeng, as if she couldn't understand the meaning behind his words.
The room became so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
