Sorrow filled her eyes.
In a panic, Ling Xiche said, "I didn't mean to, Sheng, I really didn't... I just... I love you too much!"
"Get out!" His explanation was completely irrelevant to her.
Ling Xiche stared at her icy demeanor, always feeling that he had done something wrong.
He clenched and then unclenched his fist, before finally leaving. Xia Yunsheng heard the sound of him closing the door and felt all strength leaving her body.
Anyone could come and bully her, but she never expected Ling Xiche would do the same.
She looked at Cheng Yanzhi laying in bed, still sound asleep. Over the past few days, watching him sleep like this, she didn't know how she had managed to get through, life just seemed so unbearably long.
Each endless night, each person wanting to take her down…
When he was in trouble, during her most tragic time, people didn't even give her a chance to grieve.
"Cheng Yanzhi, when will you finally wake up? Are you really never going to wake up?"
