Sister Mao listened to Xin YA's low growl. She did not know if it was despair or self-blame for her incompetence, but she leaned against the wall and sat down beside Xin Ya. Her back leaned against the similarly hot wall, she looked at Xin Ya, who was now like a pitiful little beast.
"Didn't you always want to know about me and Yu Dong?"Sister Mao suddenly asked.
Some time ago, before ye Cong left, Xin Ya often pestered sister Mao to ask her about her past, but sister Mao never told her.
So, Xin Ya raised her head and looked at sister Mao.
Sister Mao clasped her hands together and scratched something that did not exist under her fingernails. "He and I are both students from media college. We were in the same class during our freshman year, and we gradually got together."
Xin Ya sniffed and continued to listen.
