"What I resent is that over the span of two years, you never once came to see me."
We were such good friends, we were even willing to risk our lives for each other.
But the moment something happened, it's as if all our bonds just dissolved.
"I thought our friendship was different, I thought it would last a lifetime..." Lin Cen thought about the nearly nine hundred days he had spent inside, watching others get visitors every so often, be it friends or family, everyone except him...none.
At first, he had kept up the illusion, believing that even if his own family gave up on him, Jiang Su wouldn't.
Those locked up with him laughed at his naïveté, saying that people like them who'd ended up inside would not have friends, let alone ones who'd come to visit.
He was angry, he refused to believe that Jiang Su would ever be this kind of person, even ending up in arguments over it.
But as time passed, he could no longer deceive himself.
It was ludicrous.
