The quiet hallway was empty.
Even their breathing seemed to be amplified by the empty space.
Inhale, exhale, like the sound of a heartbeat echoing in the hallway.
They looked at each other, but neither spoke.
Jian Liangtong's raised eyes dropped down again as she straightened up from the wall. She moved her numb and stiff legs, brushing past Huo Shaojun. She walked slowly, yet resolutely, not looking back.
Huo Shaojun stared at her back, his upright spine as tense as a drawn bow. His clenched fists mirrored his current feeling of suppressed despair.
Finally, even her silhouette disappeared from his sight.
Huo Shaojun's heart felt as if it was trampled by thousands of horses, chaos and panic lingering within him.
That overwhelming panic, as if he was about to lose her completely.
Six years ago.
The four girls of G University's dormitory 5201, except for Jian Liangtong, were lying on their beds, enviously watching her.
