"I don't have that much patience for you, and I can't always be left hanging for a couple of days, waiting for you to take care of someone else before you come back to brush me off with a few words. Stop clinging to me and making things awkward for both of us!"
The door was half open, and the window at the end of the corridor must have been closed, otherwise, why wouldn't any breeze come through?
It felt so stuffy, like a sponge was jammed inside her heart.
She couldn't hear anything except Bo Yanching's voice echoing over and over by her ear.
"Let go!"
Nan Jiaojiao's heart trembled, and she let go of her hand.
Bo Yanching turned around and walked away.
