Lin Huanzhu watched as Tang Yuanxiao remained silent, the light in her eyes dimming little by little.
She looked down, kicking lightly at the ground. "I understand what you mean."
She raised her head, her expression as bright as ever. "Okay, it looks like today isn't a good time. I'm heading off to work now."
She waved at Tang Yuanxiao, turned, and strode away.
Tang Yuanxiao took two steps after her, his hand outstretched as if to pull Lin Huanzhu back, but he ultimately stopped in his tracks.
He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. Words caught in his throat several times, but just like his feet, they remained frozen, and he said nothing.
There was so much he wanted to say. He desperately wanted to apologize, but in the end, he couldn't get the words out.
'What would be the point of stopping Lin Huanzhu to say all that, anyway?'
'She's such a wonderful girl, and I...'
A look of pained struggle flashed across Tang Yuanxiao's face. His fists clenched and unclenched.
