Su Yue turned her head towards the staircase when it fell silent. She blinked her eyes as she stared.
She couldn't decide.
If she took this step, would she still be able to turn back?
No, she knew she didn't want to. But she was afraid that Ming Ansheng would be the one turning back instead.
Su Yue stood at the doorway for a long time. She turned around to go back to her room after shutting the door. She sat on her bed and rested against the head of the bed.
She raised her hands to pick up her phone and clicked on the screen. She checked the weather status; the capital city was minus five degrees tonight.
She clicked on Ming Ansheng's text again. 'I'm waiting outside your house until you're willing to come out to talk to me.'
Su Yue restlessly twiddled with her phone, and her soul seemed to have left her body. She wasn't throwing a tantrum; she was really afraid.
She didn't want to think anymore.
