No matter how much she didn't want to face reality, there were always moments of clarity. She had slept for almost twelve hours and finally woke up on her own accord.
When she woke up, it was midday. Outside, the blue sky and white clouds, the sunlight was brilliant, yesterday's snow had melted away, and the temperature began to rise, as if...everything was coming back to life.
Dong Xin Yan lay in bed, her face turned to the side, staring blankly at the beautiful view outside the window, but her heart was desolate.
At this moment, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it could not enter her eyes or touch her heart.
The phone suddenly rang, and Dong Xin Yan slowly picked up the phone. It was no surprise; it was a call from Ziyang.
He had called her many times last night, but she still didn't know how to face him, so she hadn't answered. She didn't expect him to call again today.
She watched the name continuously flashing on the phone screen, her eyes gradually reddening.
