It's not that kind of sultry heat, but a warmth emanating from the blood, from the heart.
Tang Yuchen's body was even warmer. Unknowingly, she held him tightly, absorbing more heat.
Time slowly passed by...
The sky had already darkened; in winter, night always came very early.
An Ruo was very tired; she didn't even know when she fell asleep.
When she woke up, she found it was already the next morning. She was the only one in the bed, but the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.
She remembered what had happened yesterday, that Tang Yuchen actually and she...
She couldn't quite describe what she felt; she felt he betrayed her, but the person involved was clearly herself.
Anyway, they shouldn't be like this. She was someone who could die at any moment, maybe gone tomorrow. She couldn't get too deeply involved with them, otherwise it would only hurt everyone, including herself.
