Ye Yuwei laughed softly. Her hands were still balled in tight fists.
"Look! One can never do anything wrong for their whole life. If you make a mistake, regardless of the initial intention, there is no way back."
Ye Yuwei loosened her grip. Her fingernails punctured her palms and left them covered with streaks of blood.
Standing next to Ye Yuwei, Lu Qichuan's was heart was filled with grief. His arm was outstretched, wanting to stroke her shoulder, but he quickly retracted it.
"Regardless, thanks for coming over to help me. I've got to go." Ye Yuwei turned her head and looked at Lu Qichuan.
"Where are you going?" Lu Qichuan suddenly asked, but he knew that he had crossed the line when he said that.
"It's too late. Let me send you back." Ye Yuwei merely shook her head. She just wanted to be alone.
