Guo Kunnan begged repeatedly but got no response.
He put down his phone and sat there dejectedly, his complexion as grey as if it were coated with a layer of lime.
"It's over, it's over."
Despair, weakness, paleness, having lost everything, loneliness, and emptiness enveloped him.
He, the whole man, seemed like a car out of gas, broken down.
Cui Yu led Wang Longlong away from the sunshade. He looked at Guo Kunnan, who was dazedly sitting there, and spoke in a low voice,
"Longlong, doesn't Kunnan look like Xiang Lin?"
Wang Longlong righteously said, "Mocking others is not a good behavior."
Guo Kunnan sat in a daze for a long time before muttering,
"Life really is pointless."
Dan Kaiquan said, "Brother Nan, the meaning of life is to find meaning."
Guo Kunnan sullenly replied, "I searched and searched, and in the end, it all came to nothing."
