The night was still, the small lake at the school tranquil and serene.
Several young couples, hand in hand, headed towards the lake for a date, only to find a bench and sit down before they heard the soft sobs coming from nearby.
The sobbing was intermittent, sorrowful yet piercing.
Lin Xu watched as the couples around her hurried away, finding herself torn between laughter and tears.
She followed the sobs and, sure enough, found Ji Yuqiao under a tree.
Ji Yuqiao seemed to hear her approach, lifting her head from her knees. In the light by the lake, Lin Xu saw tears swirling in her swollen, red eyes, helpless and fragile.
Seeing Lin Xu's figure, Ji Yuqiao clearly paused, "You, you really came?"
When she had called Lin Xu, it was already very late, and given the school's remote location, she had asked for her location but had not really expected Lin Xu to come.
After all, even her roommate at the same school had only comforted her over the phone.
