...
Swoosh, swoosh...
Outside the window, a downpour had started without her knowing when.
Ever since Dongfang Yu left, Hai Xiaotang sat alone in the living room for a long time.
She thought about many things, and yet, it felt like she thought of nothing.
In any case, she was not in the right frame of mind...
While thinking, she thought of her former self, feeling that the current Dongfang Yu was just like her back then.
He had given a lot of emotion, only hoping for a response.
If there was no response, he couldn't help but resent it, feeling pain...
Why is the world of emotions so complicated, why must love be accompanied by hate?
No wonder people all say, love and hate are one and the same.
Without love, where would hate come from?
The deeper the love, the deeper the hate when it comes time. So, Dongfang Yu, how much do you hate me now?
As Hai Xiaotang was lost in thought, the living room door was suddenly pushed open—
"Bang!"
