An Zixi left the room and looked at the closed door. His heart was empty, and the number on the door was more like a mockery of his own words. An Zixi shook his head and left the hotel like this.

Tang Jin Chen, who was in the room, felt even more uncomfortable. He silently stood in the room with no lights on. There was only a sour smell left in the empty room besides himself. The aura that had just been joyful had not settled down in the room, but now, the two of them had ...