Lai Jiayi's eyes widened. Her heart suddenly pounded fast, seeing Zhao Yang walk straight toward her. She wanted to run, but the guy cornered her to the wall.
PA!
Zhao Yang slammed the wall behind Lai Jiayi. "Why do you wear this, huh?! Why?!" His eyes reddened. He felt like a thousand knives slashed his heart.
'Why? I trust you, yet how could you!'
His arm on the wall trembled, his shoulders shook. His voice went up a few octaves. "Answer me!"
Lai Jiayi flinched. Her heart skipped a beat. Zhao Yang's face was so close to her. His rough breathing hit her face. She could even felt his body warmth around her.
BA-THUMP! BA-THUMP!
Her phobia was triggered. Her face turned pale in a second. Everything around became blurry.
She could feel her consciousness slipping away, but abruptly Yaya shouted in her mind.
[Jia you can't faint, quack! Ahhh quick, do something, quack! The barometer keeps dropping!! Ahh!!]
