'Maybe I'm being punished for all my past sins. For sleeping with women without any commitment. Maybe this is my punishment – now that all I want is to be with this particular girl, I couldn't. Damn fate.'
And in her absence in his life, he realized just how much she meant to him.
At around seven in the morning, the heavens must have pitied him, for, with his very eyes, he saw that very lady he wanted to see in the past weeks.
Like an apparition.
"Su Jingjing!" He exclaimed, jaw almost dropping to the ground.
She donned one of her horrendous dresses which neither complement her curves nor add any significant effect on her appearance. It did not even make her look presentable. If anything, at least it provided good coverage for her body.
She was carrying a woven basket, and she's wearing the same pair of shoes Yang Haoran had seen at the entryway of Tsai Yawen's apartment.
