Yearning is so bitter; only those who have never deeply loved will not understand.
The antique seated clock on the office wall ticked away steadily, marking twenty-four hours a day, which for Ye Che, were just numbers after all.
Tomorrow would be the weekend, Ye Che's favorite days, as he looked forward to watching a movie with Xia Weiyi, playing games, so Friday night was his most exciting moment, eager to throw all work to Huoda and rush back to Xinhong Garden first.
However, since the day he walked away from Xinhong Garden, Ye Che hadn't seen Xia Weiyi for quite some time.
Ye Che turned his head to glance at the calendar on his desk, on which five circles were drawn. People say, "A single day apart feels like an eternity," and for Ye Che, these five days were more agonizing than five years!
Without something to look forward to, it felt as though the world had come to a halt, every moment being torture like sitting on pins and needles.
