Lying in bed, not sure what to think about.
Tang Xiaorou's tear-streaked eyes opened and closed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
In the dead of night, she slept and woke, as if closing her eyes would bring images that prevented her from sleeping.
If possible, she even wished Ye Xuan had never saved her.
Watching Ye Xuan crushed into a bloody corpse by a truck, Tang Xiaorou's swollen eyes welled up with tears again.
She couldn't express her feelings in words at that moment.
Human emotions cannot be shared.
No one can truly understand what another person feels after experiencing life and death separation, unbearable loss, ending a poignant love affair.
Ye Xuan is dead.
She regretted not telling him that he was the biological father of the child.
She regretted not telling him her true feelings, in fact, she really liked him.
