Lin Miao washed out the clothes of the two of them for the past few days before going to the school dormitory.

I spoke to Lin Jie on the phone, and heard her repeatedly talking to move back, and then I promised it again and again before it was over.

When he got home, Luo Yan had already returned.

"I'm back, I bought the fish. Can you make steamed fish today?"

Lin Miao smiled and changed his shoes and headed to the kitchen.

When she walked to the entrance, she stood still.

There is a large open suitcase at the entrance of the study room.

"What's this?"

Lin Miao walked over, Luo Yan came out of the study, holding a few books in his hand.

"This is what I want to take away."

Lin Miao was stunned.

"Where are you going?"

"Going abroad," Luo Yan said concisely.

“When will you leave?”

Lin Miao felt like a hurricane was wailing in her heart, but her face was still faint.

"The day after tomorrow," Luo Yan turned his head and went in.

Lin Miao followed him and saw that most of the books on his desk were gone.

"It's going to be a long time?"

She asked tentatively.

Luo Yan paused his fingers.

After a long time, he responded softly.

"how long?"

Even though he was so heartbroken that he was repeatedly stabbed by countless steel needles, Lin Miao still asked.

"Maybe three to five years, maybe longer."

At the end of the day, Luo Yan's voice was no longer heard.

Lin Miao's mind was blank.

So, is she dumped?

When she trusted her wholeheartedly and was devoted to him for the rest of her life, did he snatch his hand away?

"That's how it is." Lin Miao was floating all over. After a while, she heard her distant and hazy voice.

Luo Yanzhong packed up again.

Lin Miao went to the kitchen.

Putting down the fish, she turned on the faucet and supported her hands on the edge of the sink.

Only in this way can she support her body and keep herself from sitting on the ground without being soft.

Tears fell on the edge of the sink and splashed out some water.
Chapter completed!