Jiamu took her phone out. In the past three days, she did not receive a single message from him.
Fang Shaohua, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you… she habitually began writing a long message to him.
For the past two years, she had sent countless, similar messages to him.
This time, however, she deleted the message and did not send anything more to him.
"Sun Jiamu, I don't love you. I already have someone I love. Will you stop acting this low?"
"I beg you to stop clinging onto me. I already told you. I won't ever have feelings for you!"
Fang Shaohua's previous harsh words and disdain seemed to replay in her mind again and agin.
Perhaps, he even felt disgusted at the fact that he mistook her for Xinxin three nights ago, didn't he?
Sun Jiamu sat down, hugging her knees close to herself. She buried her head between her legs as she cried.
Ding!
Fang Shaohua actually sent her a message on WeChat: [I'm sorry!]
