Tang Xiaohua was crouching in the cloakroom, and when she looked up, the beige Xilin Military Uniform with patches of military green was soaked through.
Perhaps that's just how women are, never as stoic as men.
At least she was far behind Wen Nian.
It seemed that apart from tears that could vent the myriad emotions in her chest, there was no other way...
But why was Xiaonian able to endure to such an extent?
She covered her face but still couldn't calm the storm raging within her.
"At that time, he came to Xilin, and he was perfectly fine... not hurt, but he still lost his temper at me! He even lectured me! It was clearly Lu Ziqing who had hurt his leg... clearly Brother Lu..."
She muttered to herself like someone with a mental illness.
Her mouth was full of doubts, unresolved, crying yet laughing...
She just knew Wen Nian was truly terrifying, Song Lili! You really never learn... Avoidance is useless, so you confront, but what after confronting?
