Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Only Han Liang would be calling her at this time, though Xia Qingyi let her phone ring and vibrate in her bag as she remained unmoved.

The phone rang again and Xia Qingyi slowly straightened herself. She said, “I need to go back.”

Mo Han sat by the bed with his hands on his knees. Xia Qingyi slowly walked towards him. He finally said as she took her bag on the bed, “Since you’re set on leaving, let’s not keep in contact anymore and just end it here.”

Xia Qingyi froze while taking her bag. Her eyes sparkled for a moment before she took her bag once more, as she quietly agreed, “Okay.”

She stopped when she had walked to the bed room’s door. She turned back to smile at Mo Han. There was a bitterness in her gaze. “Don’t work so much in the future. Take good care of yourself.”

Mo Han did not speak; nor did he look up as he heard the depressing sound of Xia Qingyi closing the door. Her footsteps got further and further away from the door.

Mo Han heard her footsteps slowly disappear, as if she had never been there at all.

As he had expected, Xia Qingyi had finally left him for good.

Xia Qingyi did not return to F City by 8 P.M like Han Liang had wanted. By the time she had left Mo Han’s house, it was already 6 P.M. She had too many things flooding her mind as she spent an hour walking aimlessly on the streets before she remembered that she needed to return to Han Liang’s house.

Han Liang had called her again and she finally answered his call for the first time at 7 P.M that night.

“Why are you only answering your phone now? Did something happen?” he asked anxiously.

“I’m fine. I left my phone at the store and had just got it back.” Xia Qingyi realized that she was getting better at lying, so much that she herself almost believed her lies.

Han Liang finally relaxed. “Where are you? Are you at F City already?”

“No, something happened on the way. I’m about to come back now.”

“What happened?” Xia Qingyi did not know if she was thinking too much, but she felt as if Han Liang seemed to want to know every single thing that had happened to her.

“I got lost, and spent some time trying to find my way. I’m on my way back now.” the truth was, Xia Qingyi had not even got on the bus that was going to F City.

“Alright, I’ll wait for you to come back. Your mother had made some chicken soup for you. Come back soon to have it.”

Xia Qingyi hummed once as she hastily hung up the phone without waiting for Han Liang to say anything more.

She still had yet to regain her memories, which was why she needed to returned to F City. Up until now at least, she knew that place had a part of her memories and she definitely needed to get them back.

It was already 10 P.M when she returned to that bungalow at F City. In that time, Han Liang had called her several times again, though she did not pick any of the calls up since she had felt too annoyed by them. She merely messaged him to tell him that she would be late, before she turned on the silent mode on her phone and ignored it from then on.

She jumped in shock when she saw her mother and Han Liang sitting on the sofa with grim expressions after she had arrived home safely and opened her door.

“Why are you sitting here?” Xia Qingyi asked.

The two people sitting on the sofa turned to look at at Xia Qingyi, who had just returned. It was obvious that they were relieved. “You’re finally back.”

“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Xia Qingyi was baffled.

“You can’t be like this in the future. You must pick up the phone when we call you and you must tell me the rough time that you’ll reach home too.” Han Liang looked at her with absolute seriousness.

“But I… didn’t I say in the message… I said that I would be home late.”

Han Liang replied, “What time is late? Did you specify which hour and which minute? What if you weren’t the one who sent the message? What if something had happened to you outside?”

Xia Qingyi could not understand why he was so anxious. “What could happen to me? I can protect myself. Also, it’s not even that late right now. It’s only 10 P.M.”