Chapter 561
Chapter 561 Truly Gone
That night, he had held Sister An in his arms, sleeping soundly and peacefully. Even in his dreams, he was smiling, as if he had found the most precious treasure in the world. The night seemed short, and by the time he woke up, dawn was just breaking. He lazily turned over, and the woolen fur that had been draped over him fell off, letting in a slight chill.
At some point, Lin Wanrong's clothes had been removed. Looking at his bare chest and arms, he chuckled in a daze, "Master Sister, I was sleeping so well, why did you take off my clothes?"
He yawned and reached out to embrace the person next to him, but immediately felt something was amiss. His eyes snapped open. The space beside him was empty, with only a faint fragrance lingering in the tent. There was no sign of An Biru. A foreboding feeling surged in his heart, and he jumped out of bed without even bothering to dress, pulling back the tent curtain and shouting, "Master Sister, where are you? I'm scared, please come back!"
The horizon was just beginning to lighten, and the dawn camp was silent. His shouts echoed everywhere, attracting curious glances from the soldiers. They looked at him with strange expressions, as if they wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
Thinking that it was his bare chest that had shocked everyone, Lin Wanrong didn't care and kept calling out for Sister An. But her figure, like the stars of the previous night, had disappeared with the dawn.
"The stars are beautiful, but they can only shine at night—"
"Don't worry, even if you chase me with a blade, I won't leave today. After all, you owe me so much—"
Every word and smile of An Biru came back to him. It turned out that every word and smile of Sister An had a deeper meaning. Lin Wanrong shook his head in regret. Love made people old. Would this unpredictable Sister An take his life?