Note: The previous chapter had 1,500 words eaten up, resulting in a duplicated chapter. I've now fixed it, you can go back and check it out.
Ye Anhao suddenly felt she was very stupid, clearly played by others, and still heartbroken alone.
However, sometimes, what the heart desires is difficult to control. She would be sad this time, and never again for anyone feel such sorrow.
She took one step after another towards the bus stop, only to suddenly bump into a human wall in the next instant. She had not been careful, and was not watching where she was going.
Without looking up, she instinctively opened her mouth, "Sorry."
She dropped this sentence and tried to step around the person, but her wrist was firmly grasped by a big hand.
Ye Anhao felt somewhat annoyed; she had already apologized, why was this person still unwilling to let it go.
But when she looked up and saw the person, a flicker of surprise flashed through her originally vacant eyes.
