Under the cold and empty sky.
Ye Heng cried like a child.
After enduring for so long, he finally vented all his anger at this moment.
He hugged Tang Yaoyao tightly, hugging her soft and warm body. At that moment, he really wanted to rub her into his body, wanting her to help him fill the sudden void in his heart.
He did not know how long it would take.
The sky gradually darkened. It was probably going to rain.
Ye Heng calmed down.
He thought that people would learn to accept, accept anything that was impossible to accept.
He silently let go of Tang Yaoyao, looking at Tang Yaoyao’s eyes that were as red as a little rabbit’s.
He thought that he was about the same.
He said, “Let’s go, Yaoyao.”
Then, he reached out and held her little hand.
The warmth of their palms came from each other.
Actually, it was really very warm.
Ye Heng brought Tang Yaoyao into the private car.
