Because of Shaochen? Or because of Yaoling?
A tear slipped from the corner of Xia Xiaonuan's eye. She placed her hand to her lips, biting down hard on her fingertip.
Her whole body was trembling.
"Ding——" The elevator doors opened.
The few people standing outside were slightly taken aback when they saw the girl inside the elevator.
Xia Xiaonuan came back to her senses and, facing the strange gazes, awkwardly stood up and quickly escaped through the doors.
Once outside the hotel, Xia Xiaonuan could no longer hold back her tears and broke down crying.
Nan Mo… Nan Mo… I'm Qiqi!
Only I can sing the Bras toys you taught me…
Back then, there weren't any toys, just Bras toys, and you, who grew up with me…
But after growing up, I no longer needed toys, and I lost you too.
Xia Xiaonuan squatted down next to the streetlamp, hugging her knees and trembling uncontrollably.
Her heart ached as if a knife was twisting inside.
