Yesterday, he was pummeled by Bo Siyan, and because it happened so suddenly, he had no strength to fight back and could only watch helplessly as Bo Siyan took away the woman he liked.
Later, he had a few too many drinks at the bar, returned to his hotel room, and lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
In recent days, he had dated quite a few women, but maybe because there were so many around him, of all kinds, the interest he could maintain in his girlfriends never lasted long.
Or perhaps it should be said, he had never truly invested his heart in a relationship, never really liked any of his girlfriends.
For the first time in so long, he felt an urge to possess a girl, and that girl was Ning Xia.
His love had only just begun to sprout, and suddenly a downpour threatened to drown his delicate sprout; how could he simply accept that?
Waking up this morning, he lay in bed staring blankly at the ceiling, ultimately not willing to just drop out like that.
