At that moment, Yang Xi felt as if a beam of light in her life had disappeared, the stars in the sky started to waver, and then began to fall downward.
Her inner world was nearly collapsing with the falling of those stars.
"What's your name?"
Yang Xi could still remember the first words that boy had said to her in that rundown but sunlit Academic Affairs Office, marking the intersection of their lives.
She could also recall the moment she entered the school gate with Yang En and saw the other person leap from the rooftop of the teaching building, which was utterly spine-chilling.
"Trust me."
Remembering these three words, Yang Xi could still envision his face, as radiant as starlight, exuding such confidence that one couldn't help but surrender to it.
Fraud... Tears broke through Yang Xi's defenses like a breached river, impossible to halt. The sorrow in her heart was like a torrential downpour in summer, as if the sky was about to collapse.
