Chen Nuanhan pulled an all-nighter and only managed to fall into a groggy sleep around 5 am, then got up again just before 6 am.
In the bathroom, soaking in the huge, pristine white bathtub as if it were brand new, she became lost in thought for a while, then suddenly submerged her entire body underwater.
What she held back weren't breaths, but tears.
5 seconds, 10 seconds, 20 seconds...
Lack of oxygen brought a severe sense of suffocation, and her lungs began to feel a pang of pain, but her heart felt even more suffocated and stifled.
It was too painful.
Why do I have to endure all this?!
It wasn't that Chen Nuanhan couldn't figure it out, but that she understood everything yet found it hard to accept.
The current sadness, the sadness when the handwriting just disappeared, the sadness before she arrived at the hotel yesterday, these three emotions were distinctly different.
