That fondness, mixed with a sense of grievance, receded and then surged back, over and over again.
In the midst of the whirlpool, she struggled, with no one coming to her rescue, no one offering her a hand.
Even the feeling Gu Nanzhou left her with was nothing but an indifferent sense of alienation.
After a long time, the downcast girl finally lifted her head to look at him.
"Gu Nanzhou,"
Su Wan smiled faintly, her smile light, her voice equally soft.
"Do you know, that road was very dark, very long, and I walked it all alone."
Having spoken her heart, Su Wan thought she should feel relieved, but the sense of grievance overwhelmed her, suffocating her.
Her hands trembling, tears fell to the ground one by one.
Actually, she didn't want to cry, but the emotions came too suddenly, and she couldn't control herself; once her tears fell, she couldn't stop them.
The young girl's voice was thin, her sobs broken and unsteady.
