Li Caiyi threw herself onto the bed, feeling the fatigue in her body slowly ebb away. She had a lot of things in her mind, but she couldn't see the end of that tunnel yet.
Her hair was still wet, but instead of taking a hair-dryer, she went to her school bag and retrieved her notebook. She flipped it open right on the page where she jotted down all the information about Shen Qiang she knew.
"Who are you exactly? How many of your words can I believe?" Li Caiyi muttered sadly.
The fact that she knew nothing about Shen Qiang depressed her, and there was no way to know now. Even her memories of him began to vague as time passed by.
It felt like he gradually went away to someplace far away. Li Caiyi was afraid she would wake up one day to find she couldn't remember anything about that man anymore.
"No, I can't accept this... Definitely not. I will never forgive myself if I ever forget about him."
