In the dim experimental lab, Yulin was playing with a flask. Her delicate fingers gently swayed the liquid inside, her eyes lifeless, as if not focused on anything.
"Don't be so listless, sometimes you should learn from that girl Yue'er. If you like someone, go for it; what's the use of sulking here?" Roger walked up behind Yulin and offered words of comfort.
In the castle, many people were aware that yesterday Yue'er had arrived at the Dragon's Den and stayed in Tang Mo's chamber without leaving.
Early this morning, the two of them had breakfast together, and it seemed that the metaphorical paper window between them had been completely pierced through.
Yulin felt a little aggrieved because she was actually the first one to arrive, but now, whether it was Alice or Yue'er, it seemed they had both gotten ahead of her.
How could she, who had always liked Tang Mo, not feel sad? After all, she was supposed to be the happiest woman in the world.
