Standing at the bridgehead, Gu Yan gazed at the straight iron suspension bridge extending to the other side, her heart suddenly racing.
The person she hoped for?
But she had already left Tang Yuxiu.
She couldn't forget Tang Yuxiu now, nor did she want to start a new relationship.
If she truly hoped for anything, it would be that Nie Rong's child wasn't his, that they wouldn't get engaged, wouldn't be together.
But she had already left, what else was there to wish for?
Moreover, even if things were as she hoped, could she still wish for Tang Yuxiu to come and find her?
He was such a proud person, even if he came to find her, it would certainly be because he was unwilling to accept her leaving him; he would surely hate her more than like her.
Gu Yan lowered her gaze, suppressing those complex emotions, and stepped onto the iron suspension bridge, the chains on both ends slightly swaying.
