Mu Ci avoided Si Jinghuai's caring touch somewhat awkwardly, then opened the letter.

Si Jinghuai looked at his empty palms, took a deep breath, and sighed silently.

It's what you deserve, isn't it?

Mu Ci was looking at the letter, and Si Jinghuai certainly would not peek at its contents.

But he could still feel that there seemed to be something wrong with Mu Ci's mood.

From grief, to surprise, to sadness.

For several minutes, her mood swings were ...