She watched Chu Tian, who lay in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. Xu Qingqiu's heart slowly sank. Her feelings had plummeted from happiness to shyness, from anticipation to disappointment, all in just a minute.
Was I really that bad? Why is he always avoiding me?
If he doesn't like me, he could just say so. Why pretend to sleep?
Why?
Gradually, Xu Qingqiu's heart grew colder. The smile had long vanished from her face. Her eyes, lifeless, stared straight ahead as she mechanically steered the car to a stop at the roadside. An endless silence fell upon the car; not a sound was made.
"Hey, why aren't you talking anymore? Hey, Qingqiu? Are you still there?"
Strange, is it a bad signal? Li Chunhua, still unaware of what had happened, continued talking to herself.
