After a while, Wen Jiaren wiped away her tears and hurried to the window where she could see downstairs. The streetlight was dim, but she could see clearly. Soon, Mu Qian's figure appeared in her vision and he quickly got into the car.
The icy sports car separated his figure from her as well as all her attachments and reluctance!
At that moment, her heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife!
Suddenly, her throat sweetened, and Wen Jiaren reflexively covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.
She leaned on the washstand with both hands and violently vomited, spewing nothing but blood, bright red blood, dazzlingly red, her mouth filled with the taste of blood…
Mu Qian heard Wen Jiaren calling his name, but he didn't stop walking because he knew what she was going to say next. Many things become fearsome once spoken out loud, laid bare in front of you, forcing you to accept them with no escape.
