Gu Ningyi tightly gripped the steering wheel, his dark eyes fixed intently on the road ahead. The car speed was fast, and the whooshing wind roared past his ears.
He didn't know where he wanted to go; he just wanted to get as far away from Dong Xin Yan as possible, preferably to a place where she didn't exist. Yet, even as far as he had gone, Dong Xin Yan's silhouette still hovered in his mind, refusing to leave. The scenes from tonight replayed in his mind like an old movie, frame by frame. Dong Xin Yan's apologetic demeanor, her innocent eyes, and her repeated apologies.
All his expectations, excitement, and heartbeat were ruthlessly destroyed by her in an instant.
He had thought he had tasted the bitterness of love before, knowing how bitter and painful it was.
But now he realized that the pain of gaining and then losing was a thousand times, ten thousand times more bitter than the previous pain—indescribably bitter.
