Ding Shu watched Guan Haoyang getting devastated and sighed deeply in his heart.
Such entanglement, up to this point, had returned to the beginning, where Guan Haoyang realized that he had always been standing in the same spot, clinging to the person he once loved. Yet the person he truly loved had been pushed out of his world by his own hands, now miles away, beyond reach. What he grasped tightly in his clenched palm was only quicksand, the tighter he held, the more empty it became.
Ding Shu observed his boss's peculiar behavior and kept it all in sight, yet he dared not speak recklessly as he looked at his boss's grim expression.
Guan Haoyang's gaze was fixed on the swiftly passing scenery outside the car window, yet he faintly opened his lips, "Say whatever you want to say."
