Ah Dai did not stop Mie Feng. He could clearly sense the sadness in her words and stood there in a daze, not knowing how to face everything that had happened. Bing was dead, Xuan Yue did not love him, and now Mie Feng had left. It seemed that he was destined to be lonely for the rest of his life. Collapsing onto the bed, Ah Dai's mind went completely blank.
The door opened, and Yan Shi and Zhuo Yun entered. Seeing the empty bed, Yan Shi asked in surprise, "Ah Dai, where's Mie Feng?"
Ah Dai murmured in reply, "She's gone. She's already left."
Zhuo Yun frowned and asked, "Left? Why would she leave? Has her body recovered?"
Ah Dai shook his head forcefully and said in pain, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything."
Yan Shi's heart sank. He strode over to sit beside Ah Dai and grabbed his shoulders, saying, "Ah Dai, my good brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you making yourself suffer so much?"
