The train started moving, traveling steadily.
Luo Xiyun sat in her seat, reflecting on the past two months she had spent with Chen Xu, her face turning pale intermittently.
"What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?" Chen Xu asked with concern from beside her.
Hearing his words, Luo Xiyun didn't feel reassured; instead, she felt even more stifled.
Chen Xu had changed, so much so that she barely recognized him anymore.
Why hadn't she noticed sooner?
No, she had realized it, but she thought the changes in Chen Xu were brought about by those two women, and that had made her very upset.
No one knew what Chen Xu used to be like better than she did. He could, because of a single sentence, ignore her for months in a post-apocalyptic environment, stubborn, somewhat chauvinistic, with a temper not exactly pleasant, and he was also not the type to coax people.