Maybe what the person in front of me said is right. Why did I forget him, of all people? This must be the punishment given to me by the heavens, to make me realize that I am deeply in love with someone, yet I can never remember who that person is.
I feel indescribable pain in my heart, yet I don't even know who I'm hurting for.
What could be more distressing than this feeling?
"What does that have to do with me?" Ling Kong slightly turned his eyes away, avoiding looking at her tear-streaked face. Those sad, painful tears made him feel uncomfortable, wanting to reach out and wipe them away.
But she was just a stranger. Why should he bother to pity her?
She's just someone irrelevant.
The two continued dancing in the ballroom in silence, without speaking. Yiyi kept her head down, feeling low and lost. If it wasn't this person, then where should she go to find him?
In the vast sea of people, finding someone without a name, without a face, without a past.
