Especially the bamboo grove outside the window. Those who knew Jian Ran well knew that bamboo was her favorite plant.
She casually took a photo of the bamboo grove outside the window and sent it to Lu Chuchu.
[The environment is nice. I really like it.]
Lu Chuchu might have been busy, as it took about ten minutes for her to reply.
[Wow~ It's your favorite bamboo grove! I really picked the right place. Just relax and have fun during this time. Looking forward to the return of our Empress Niu Gulu Jian Ran!]
'Empress Niu Gulu'? She must really be obsessed with the historical drama she was filming.
Jian Ran shook her head helplessly. As she exited the chat, a new WeChat message popped up.
It was from Chu Lulin.
His WeChat profile picture was a photo of the seaside—blue ocean, clean and refreshing, just like the impression he gave.
[Very glad to be your butler, Big Sister. On the coffee table in the living room, there's a custom-made local travel guide for guests. Feel free to choose. If you have any questions, please contact me anytime. Have a great stay.]
Jian Ran picked up the booklet from the table and flipped through it. It was illustrated with pictures and text, covering all the local attractions, making it very clear.
Although it all looked good, she really wasn't in the mood to go sightseeing, so there was no need to choose any travel plan.
Jian Ran glanced again at Chu Lulin's profile picture. Strange, she felt a vague familiarity with the seaside scene in the photo, especially the rocky cliff in the corner.
But she didn't dwell on it. Maybe all seasides looked the same everywhere.
Before exiting WeChat, Jian Ran couldn't resist tapping into Zhou Yu's chat. It had been three whole days since she had proposed the breakup, and he hadn't sent a single message.
Jian Ran let out a soft, mocking laugh.
What was she still expecting? No answer was the answer.
Their dynamic over the years had always been like this. As long as she didn't take the initiative, they seemed to lose all contact easily.
She had always forcefully inserted herself into his life, so once she let go, they would go their separate ways without any further connection.
But that was fine. At least she wouldn't have to go through the exhausting drama of a breakup with lingering entanglements. From this perspective, a one-person show had its advantages.
Stop thinking about it.
It was over. Dwelling on it was pointless.
Jian Ran tossed her phone aside, as if all her strength had left her, and flopped heavily onto the bed.
She had probably gotten up too early to catch the morning flight. Her head had been aching on the way, and now it seemed worse. She felt dizzy and drowsy. Better just sleep first.
Strangely, her sleep was restless. As she slept, her whole body grew hot, her muscles ached, and she couldn't wake up no matter how hard she tried.
Vaguely, she heard someone knocking urgently on her door.
Jian Ran struggled with all her might to wake up, but her consciousness only grew foggier until she completely lost awareness.
She fell into a deep sleep.
When she opened her eyes again, what came into view was the white ceiling of a hospital and... an excessively handsome face.