Swear words burst out, making the air around them seem to chill.
"I mean... it's not nice for you to do this," Lu Wanwan pointed at the mobile phone and quickly changed her words.
Even now, she instinctively maintained the image she had in his heart, almost ruining it.
"It's too ugly, I better delete it," Lu Wanwan said to herself, then turned and slipped away.
*
The mobile phone was never returned, and she had not taken any photos.
It wasn't that she couldn't take photos, but every time she saw that Gu Annan could change his words at any moment, even if she really took them, he could still refuse to return them.
The next morning, she pulled back the curtains and gazed at the towering buildings outside the window.
No matter what, though she was bullied in various ways yesterday, the intense hatred she felt when she just left the police station, as if her heart were being crushed, was strangely ignored by her.