Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Chapter 167 Goodbye.

"No need, Mu Chen."

Liu Shiyin gently cupped Huo Muchen's face in her hands, her eyes filled with deep affection and focus, as if she wanted to etch every detail of him into her heart.

Her voice was gentle yet firm, tinged with a hint of reluctance and worry.

"I'm going to the hospital to visit Mom later. You need to take good care of yourself and not get sick. Remember to eat on time and don't drink alcohol. Promise me, okay?"

Looking into Liu Shiyin's loving eyes, Huo Muchen felt a warm current surge in his heart. He gently kissed her lips, his voice low and tender:

"Okay, I promise you. You should go back to your room now, don't catch a cold. Be good."

Liu Shiyin smiled and nodded.

Huo Muchen then got back into the car, ready to leave. Liu Shiyin stood outside the car, watching him, her eyes filled with reluctance and longing. She waved goodbye to Huo Muchen.

"Goodbye, Mu Chen!"

Huo Muchen felt something was strange. Although Liu Shiyin would wave goodbye normally, she had never been so reluctant to part as she was today.

However, when he saw Liu Shiyin's smiling face, his doubts vanished. He smiled and replied:

"Goodbye."

Then he started the car and slowly drove away.

Liu Shiyin stood quietly in place, her gaze following Huo Muchen's car, waving gently the whole time.

Huo Muchen noticed her actions. He drove very slowly, leaned out of the window, and waved goodbye to Liu Shiyin.

Only after the car had completely disappeared from sight did Liu Shiyin look away, tears welling up in her eyes.

She murmured softly:

Goodbye, Mu Chen, goodbye.

Every word was filled with endless longing and reluctance. She knew that this farewell might be forever.

However, she still chose to say goodbye to the man she loved with a smile and a wave, because she didn't want him to worry or see her vulnerability.

In Liu Shiyin's heart, Huo Muchen was her everything, her only support. Yet fate played a cruel trick on them; the two lovers were now facing such a separation. But she harbored no resentment, no complaints, only deep love and blessings for Huo Muchen.

She wiped away her tears and walked heavily toward the Huo residence.

She sat quietly by the bed, like a lonely bird, silently packing her few belongings in the warm morning sunlight.

She carefully folded and placed each of the small items into the box, as if bidding farewell to the past. Her movements were gentle yet firm, like performing a sacred ritual.

Finally, she took out the black card Huo Muchen had given her from her bag. It lay quietly in her palm, seemingly carrying a heavy weight. She gazed at it, then gently placed it on the bedroom desk. That black card, like a memory between them, remained in this place that had once been filled with laughter and joy.

She slowly stood up, walked to the bedside, and picked up Huo Muchen's pillow. The pillow was soft and warm, and Huo Muchen's scent still lingered on it.

She held it tightly in her arms, as if she could feel his embrace; the warm and reassuring feeling made her heart flutter.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale his breath into her very lungs.

She gently placed the pillow into her suitcase. At that moment, it felt as if she were putting her heart into it as well.

Stepping out of the heavy gate of the Huo residence, Liu Shiyin took a deep breath, as if she wanted to inhale all the sorrow and resentment in her heart into her lungs, and then slowly exhale.

She raised her hand and gently wiped away the remaining tear stains from the corner of her eye; the glistening teardrops shimmered with a desolate light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

She dialed Wang Qing's number, her voice carrying an unprecedented firmness and indifference.