Back then, she had also been abandoned like this.
Gu Ning reached out and stroked her head.
"My hairstyle is ruined," Tang Yuxin managed to hold back the tears that were welling up in her eyes. She secretly cursed herself for being weak. What was there to cry about? People come and go in this world. And, what's the big deal about losing a suitcase? Even if not now, she would lose it eventually. People were fickle, always seeking novelty while bored of the old. Perhaps Tang Yuxin herself had never been truly faithful.
In the past, she loved Zhang Yong'an, thinking that her love would last until the end of time. Despite everyone referring to him as a heap of feces, in her eyes, he was a flower.
But now, the sea was still full, the stones were intact, and the world hadn't ended yet.
She would never love him again, even to the point that she couldn't remember why she had loved him in the first place. So much so, she had forgotten what he looked like.
