Yin Ci's arm was sorely pulled by Deng Wan'er as she ran towards the hotel.
"I mean, what the hell happened between you two that would make you so haunted, running away at the sight of him as if he's your debtor?"
Only after Gu Shuqing was no longer in sight did Deng Wan'er slow her pace.
They strolled and chatted in the serene little garden in front of the room.
"I just never talked to you about it, did I?" Deng Wan'er's speech slowed and became somber.
"Yeah, I only knew that you ignored everything else to go and study in France for him."
"For the first few months, you were telling me every day how good he was. You were blissfully immersed in this ambiguous sweetness. I could tell that you were very happy then, and full of anticipation for the future."
Deng Wan'er cracked a smile at the corner of her mouth, as if lost in thought. The memories of the past gradually surfaced.
"Yeah, that was the age when one could disregard everything," she reminisced.