Turning her head slowly, Gu Kai still stood there, his face adorned with an ambiguous smile as he watched her.
It was as if he was utterly confident that she would look back, would choose to walk with him.
Lowering her gaze, Shen Ruo still broke free from Shen Yang's grasp; the moment her hand slipped away, both of their hearts clenched.
"Xiaoyang, I will come to see you tomorrow. You've just come back; go home and rest," she said.
After uttering these words, she dared not meet his eyes and turned, walking step by step towards Gu Kai.
Shen Yang watched her go, heartbroken, not blinking an eye.
As she walked towards another man, his heart felt void, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life.
The evening breeze lifted Shen Ruo's hair, a strand brushing across her vision, misting her eyes.
Brilliant tears swirled in her eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall. Since the day she became Gu Kai's woman, hadn't she foreseen this day?
