It was far more intense to interact with Qin Miaomiao as the leading man than meeting her as an ordinary friend. Often, he found himself lost in thought watching her. Deep down, he knew Qin Miaomiao was now married and even had a child. His real intent was just to watch her from afar; nothing else mattered.
Unexpectedly… she still found out.
"Starting tomorrow, we probably won't meet again."
Rong Lan muttered to himself, a sense of melancholy in his gaze, carefully reminiscing about the recent time spent in the hospital. He had indeed heard what the doctor said, but his family didn't want him to worry, so they didn't tell him.
"Three months is enough time to accomplish many things."
Mumbling to himself, Rong Lan thought clearly and decided to go find Qin Miaomiao and explain everything.
Speaking of which, Qin Miaomiao was still very conflicted. She was trapped in a whirlpool of self-reproach, and her mood had become gloomy. In retrospect, she could still notice some details.
