Tang Yanqi walked a long distance before she barely calmed down her mood. She reached out to touch her face, which was no longer hot, and let out a long sigh. She really had enough of it; how could she have such a dream?
It must be because of Sheng Jianan's unusual behavior last night. Any slight anomaly in him turns into a tsunami for her.
When you don't have the courage and the qualifications to stand in front of the person you like and loudly tell him your feelings, the most common way is to escape, enduring the torment of wanting to see yet not daring to see, wanting to get close yet not daring to get close.
Love is beautiful and pure, but it's also something Tang Yanqi cannot afford, especially Sheng Jianan's love.
Shaking her head to throw out those messy thoughts, she suddenly heard the sound of a car horn nearby. Tang Yanqi tensed up instinctively, thinking it was Sheng Jianan coming.
