She didn't know which road she came from, she only knew she had to find her phone. She bumped into someone, apologized through tears, and then continued forward.
She also didn't know how many times she fell; she couldn't feel the pain anymore. When she saw her phone lying on the ground, she rushed over to pick it up...
Gu Qingxin held the phone to her chest, holding it tightly, tears falling like rain...
Occasionally, passersby who saw her in this state were frightened and quickly walked away, thinking she had mental issues.
A figure appeared beside her, a shadow covering her. Tang Rongling looked down at her injured state, crouched down, and reached out to hold her shoulders. His eyes were bloodshot, and tears fell from his eyes. He hoarsely said, "Gu Qingxin, you've drawn such a clear line with me, not giving me a single chance, why can't you just be happy! Why do you have to make yourself this way."
