Yu Jingrong handed the phone to Gu Sheng to take away and continued to nestle on the sofa watching TV.
The doorbell rang, Gu Sheng, who had put down the phone, ran to open the door. Yu Jingrong looked towards the entrance, and Xin Xiaozhen stepped in.
It had been a long time since she last saw Xin Xiaozhen. She used to be lively and straightforward, like a little sun, always full of energy. But now, she seemed so calm, calm to the point of lifelessness.
She smiled and opened her arms to Xin Xiaozhen, who rushed towards her with such enthusiasm—that was the Xin Xiaozhen she remembered.
After the hug, Xin Xiaozhen looked at Yu Jingrong with a slight smile, but the smile was pale and weak.
She said, "Thank you for coming to my wedding."
Yu Jingrong held her hand, "Why thank me? We are friends, after all. You are getting married, attending your wedding is only natural."
Xin Xiaozhen let out a light laugh and lowered her eyes.
