He told himself that if he gave her another ten minutes to calm down, he would put her in the car and send her back to the apartment regardless of whether she was crying or making a scene!
Lu Mo walked silently, feeling more and more wronged. There was a stifling feeling in his chest, and he could not get up or get out. He tortured her and made her feel uncomfortable.
“Why are you doing this to me? Why...”
“In your eyes, I’m just a despicable person who will stop at nothing...”
“Qian ge... Qian Ge, you’ve Made Me So Sad. How could you do this to me... how could you, sob... sob... sob...”
She murmured and whimpered. Her shoulders looked so weak, as if the night wind would blow her away if it was stronger.
The night was as dark as ink. On the quiet suburban highway, her murmurs were like the ripples and echoes of pebbles thrown into the lake, gradually spreading into the air.
