Wen Nuan's lips twitched a few times, and a sharp pain pierced her heart.
The wedding ring...
The marriage band.
She wondered if Feimo had already thrown it away.
She owned a lot of jewelry, some bought by herself, some gifted by her parents, some sponsored by brands, and some given by Feimo. Her favorites were this cellphone chain, the butterfly necklace, the butterfly brooch, and this wedding ring.
All related to Ye Feimo.
Wen Nuan stared blankly at the ring for a while, sighed softly, and packed everything into her suitcase.
She also packed the photo frames. The photos of her and him were all at Mingcheng Apartment, so she didn't have many with her. Keeping one photo was a way to hold onto the memories, and by the time she finished packing, it was already midnight.
She wondered how he was doing.
After tonight, the distance between them would only grow longer. She hoped he would be safe and sound. If not in this lifetime, then maybe in the next.
