The tears were endless.
Xiao Yunhua was heartbroken as much as Zhou Lang. Such a caring man, she had taken for granted. Even though she was the one that broke up with him, that didn't mean that she didn't care for him. She had grown a soft spot for the man, just not in a romantic sense. Probably because Xiao Yunhua knew that he would never be a target of hers and that their relationship had always been built on lies. Manipulation. Revenge.
As Xiao Yunhua got into a taxi, her phone began to ring nonstop in her hand but she ignored it. She didn't know where she was supposed to go with this constant dull pain in her heart. She needed a place to vent or to relax her mind. If she were to go home, most likely, she'd be interrogated. If she were to go to Riverside to drink away her sorrows, she was afraid that she would end up drunk enough to commit an unforgettable and inexcusable mistake.
