He Tang stayed in the old house, living in a confused and chaotic state, her days and nights turned upside down.
At times she slept, at other times awake, opening her eyes to find it either night or evening, frequently making her lose track of time.
The low battery alert chiming from Lin Wei's cellphone on the coffee table startled He Tang from her dreams as she slept on the sofa.
When she opened her eyes, He Tang thought she was still dreaming.
It was as if everything that had happened before was now out of reach.
She had once silently vowed never to see Lin Wei again in her lifetime.
She hated herself for breaking her own promise.
Was it for that fleeting moment of joy?
But in the end, wasn't it like a bubble of color that vanished within seconds?
He Tang felt like a monster covered in boils, originally only on her own body—for as long as she gritted her teeth and stayed silent, no one would know her pain.
And now?
