His words were crystal clear; he would no longer obsess over things.
Making such a decision also lightened the burden weighing on Elevenās heart.
He would no longer love her fearlessly, no longer fixate on her.
"Little North!"
Mother Jinās voice rose from behind Eleven.
Eleven released Jin Xiangbei and turned around to find Aunt Fang, Mother Jin, and several nurses heading their way.
From his voice, it was apparent that Jin Xiangbei had gone missing, which must have frightened them.
Eleven conscientiously made space, as Mother Jin crouched down, anxiously exclaiming, "How did you end up here?! How could you disappear without telling me? Do you want to scare me to death?"
As she spoke, Mother Jin noticed Eleven standing nearby.
Eleven didnāt make it difficult for her, nor showed any reaction regarding the incident that led to her losing her child.
Having offended Gu Liancheng, the Jin Family was already fearful, and during Elevenās unconscious state, they had sent a series of apology gifts, all of which were rejected.
Now, with Eleven in front of her, Mother Jin also felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Even if she intensely disliked her, she wouldnāt go so far as to harm her child. Now, with Jin Xiangbei safe, and her own child gone, she felt a trace of remorse.
Just as she worried about how to broach the subject, Jin Xiangbei said, "Mom, apologize to Eleven."
Seizing the opportunity, Mother Jin awkwardly said, "Iām sorry... I was impulsive that day, and I caused you..."
"Itās all right now, weāve already clarified everything about this matter, letās leave it at that."
Clarified?
While Mother Jin was still puzzled, Jin Xiangbei slowly stood up and said, "Letās go, we should head back."
Eleven watched as the nurses and Mother Jin helped Jin Xiangbei leave, and he didnāt even look back.
Donāt look back, just walk away like this.
"Maāam, letās go out and enjoy the sun. The gentleman just called to say he will come to accompany you in the afternoon."
"Okay."
...
Eleven had always thought that when Jin Xiangbei talked about leaving, it referred to leaving her. Yet, she did not expect his departure to actually mean leaving the city.
Just like Song Jiaqi, he vanished from the city without a trace, his whereabouts unknown to anyone.
A few days later, when Jin Xiangnan came to tell her, she was initially surprised, but then she understood.
Some people love too deeply, their affection for a city tied to a person.
His leaving was the right choice, for as long as she remained in this city, he might not be able to forget her that easily.
"No one mentioned it," Jin Xiangnan said, "not even me. One day I woke up to find him gone, only taking a suitcase and leaving behind a letter ā or perhaps that one phrase could count as a letter?"
He left behind a single sentence: Dad, Mom, Bro, Iām gone, donāt look for me, and I donāt know when Iāll return, take no notice.
Yao Ruoshui was deeply saddened by this, for from start to finish, she had no place in his world, not even in the form of a farewell.
"Ah... Heās grown up now, if he wanted to travel, wander around, clear his mind, would we have objected? He didnāt even discuss it with us, just left like that. Itās fine if you want to leave, but at least heal your wounds first. To take off with such a condition, neither I nor my mother can be at ease."
Jin Xiangnan had loved someone before; he knew the feeling of loving someone.
Little Northās love for Eleven was too profound, as well as his years of restraint and longing. Such love could become his demon.