One day, two months later.

At sunrise, Pei Ke finally received a text message from Shen Zhi.

[Departed, I'm fine, don't miss me.]

Pei Ke, who had not slept all night, instantly woke up. Just as he was about to reply, he received a second message: [I'm sorry, I can't respond to your feelings in this lifetime. All I can do is pray for your safety and a smooth and fulfilling life.]

It turned out that she knew all about his feelings!

Pei Ke didn't have time to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He quickly dialed the number and wanted to hear her voice again.

But what came from the phone was: "The number you dialed has been canceled."

By the time Pei Ke received news about Shen Zhi again, it was already 2022.

He listened as those people conveyed the news of her death, but he remained unusually calm.

That night, he drove all night to Shen Zhi's grandmother's house and brought the old woman to a villa under his name. He also arranged for someone to take care of her.

"Grandmother."

Pei Ke half-knelt in front of the old woman. "Shen Zhi's company gave her a long vacation, saying she was too tired and let her go abroad to relax, so she specifically asked me to take care of you."

Hearing this, the old woman with white hair looked down at the boy in front of her.

She reached out her wrinkled hand and touched Pei Ke's head. "Silly child.

"Grandmother knows.

"Shen Zhi is no longer here."

The old woman sighed heavily. "Shen Zhi's grandfather, her three uncles, and her father, they all left wearing that outfit. Grandmother can endure it."

Suddenly, a tear fell from above and landed on the back of Pei Ke's hand:

"Shen Zhi was a good child. She was the pride of our family.

"When grandmother sees Shen Zhi again, I must give her a good hug and praise her for doing so well."