Su Bing was at a loss for words. He couldn't fathom why Jiang Nuan had gone to such lengths to say goodbye, yet hadn't left a letter for Su Li or the others.
In Su Bing's mind, Jiang Nuan spent more time with Su Li and the others, so logically, if she had come out in the middle of the night to bid farewell, it would have been for them, not him. He simply couldn't understand the way a girl's mind worked.
After a moment, he pushed the thought aside, watching Jiang Nuan—always so poised and proper—squeeze herself through the small dog hole to return to her home. The contrast was almost startling, but at least now, he could ride off with peace of mind.
What he didn't know was that Jiang Nuan remained by the fence, peering through the shadows at his retreating figure. Only once his silhouette had vanished completely into the night did she whisper softly, "Su Bing, the one I wanted to say goodbye to the most was you."
