Having Yun Chunxue by her side was like being in the Window of the World, a mere difference from upstairs to downstairs. Just stepping out and taking an elevator gave them a chance to run into each other.
Time after time, he said he cared about her.
Time after time, he tacitly acknowledged the hurt.
She didn't want to say whether Yun Chunxue rolling down the stairs was an accident or if she did it on purpose. She could only be sure of one thing: she hadn't pushed her at that moment.
How coincidental it was that she rolled down.
She couldn't help but have chaotic thoughts.
Besides, with the danger Yun Chunxue's presence posed during this period, was Gong Heng unaware of it?
No, he knew everything.
Now, the rift between the two of them was so large, she admitted it was mainly because of her special distrust in Gong Heng. But upon reflection, how could she trust a Gong Heng like this?
