Only in this way could she slightly alleviate the torment and pain in her heart.
Su Yan's gaze settled on him, feeling only a sharp pain in her chest.
She wouldn't hate, she never hated anyone; Gu Chaohan was the first and the only one.
He showed her the darkest side of herself, even wanting to tear a person to pieces.
Gu Chaohan sat astride her without moving, pressing her hands, not letting her struggle, "Really, visiting his grave makes you happier than looking at me all day?"
He looked down at her, a small scar on his temple from a mission, cast in dark shadows against the light.
Su Yan looked at that scar, her lips moved, seemingly wanting to say something, but before speaking, tears flowed down.
She used all her strength, forcing herself into coldness, but still couldn't speak.
Gu Chaohan was obviously furious with what she just said, his expression terribly dark.
