Qin Shuang took two steps forward and snatched the note from his hand.
Gu Nanzhong's fingertips squeezed tightly before eventually letting go.
"Shuangshuang, do you really, not forgive me anymore?" Gu Nanzhong looked up at her.
Qin Shuang replied, "No."
Then she took back the note and turned to leave.
After walking two steps, she suddenly approached a trash can and threw the note into it.
Turning to the astounded Gu Nanzhong, she said, "I thought about it, and this kind of thing seems unnecessary."
"Shuangshuang, I really just wanted to help you..." Gu Nanzhong, pale-faced, explained.
Without turning back, Qin Shuang said, "That's unnecessary, too."
Then she walked into the hospital building.
Gu Nanzhong watched her receding figure, feeling sudden wetness on his face. He looked up and saw that the sky had, unbeknownst to him, begun to scatter snowflakes.
It was snowing.
Jiangcheng was a place where it seldom snowed.
