Hence, she had had no option but to act frightened.
She waited till the man had left and, once she was quite sure he wasn't going to come back, she dashed to her bedroom and changed into a thicker dress.
The night's events had been exhausting and, on top of that, she had lost blood, so Qiao Yiyi fell asleep the moment she got into bed.
In her sleep, she felt as though she had returned to the past.
She was on top of a high-rise building in her black bodysuit, looking at the unfamiliar and yet terrifying Liang Liang.
She narrowed her eyes, feeling thoroughly alone and desolate.
The night wind whistled around her as her hair floated and danced. Although the mask hid her face, it could not hide the injuries on her body.
She stared at the man and asked after a moment, "Have you never liked me?"
Her pitiful voice was lost in the wind.
