"Not answering? Could it really be true?"
"Forget it, I was just trying to help you look into it. Seeing you act so paranoid, I don't even want to bother anymore." He tapped her head lightly.
This intimate gesture made her feel completely uncomfortable.
In her memory, there had never been a moment like this. At first, he ignored her completely, then he looked down on her with contempt, and finally, he found her too irritating to deal with.
Her long memory unraveled in her mind like a scroll, vivid and clear, so vivid that she couldn't forget even a single detail.
The questions she wanted to ask remained stuck in her throat.
Suddenly, she realized that he wasn't without answers; he simply had never been willing to tell her.
And she had already made up her mind long ago; so why did she still insist on getting an answer?
What was she holding onto? What was she longing for?
"Let's go. Why are you just staring blankly there?" Fu Rong's voice came from behind her.
