Gu Ningyi came out of the villa, carrying a surge of anger. He walked swiftly towards the car, wanting to drive away, but after checking his pocket, he remembered that he hadn't brought the car keys with him.
The frustration in his heart was even more blocked, and he frowned deeply, involuntarily kicking the car with force.
His gaze unintentionally fell ahead, on the grass still placed with those candles, but the candle flames had long been extinguished, leaving behind a mess.
Gu Ningyi reached into his trouser pocket and touched a square jewelry box. He took it out and opened the lid.
She wanted flowers, candles, and for him to kneel on one knee. He had prepared everything, but every time he meticulously prepared, there was never a good ending, just like the twists and turns in their relationship, with no end in sight.
Gu Ningyi's hand suddenly tightened, the box snapped shut. He raised his hand, wanting to discard it, but when his hand was in the air, he paused.
