I don't know how many tears I had shed.
However, when I came to myself, the people around me seemed to have dispersed, as if some police had come to stop them.
In the end, I was left alone.
I felt like I was deprived of all my feelings. I couldn't feel sadness, anger or grief.
I only stood up and did not take a taxi. I was pointed at by the surrounding people when made my way back, finally, I arrived at the No.1, City Y on foot.
Along the way, I was in a daze.
I didn't quite remember what happened.
I went home, took a shower, changed my clothes, and sat down on the sofa.
My brain was in a mess.
I completely seemed to have entered a state where I couldn't help denying myself.
As I sat there, all I thought about was——-
All the things happened because of me.
Because of me, the studio was destroyed by someone
Because of me, all the orders had been cancelled.