Time gradually slipped away, and he smoked one cigarette after another until well past three in the morning when Cheng Yi's eyes finally flickered and then he drove off.
He had never felt so lost as he did now.
After returning to Luming Academy, looking at the garden full of roses and the crystal piano worth millions, he suddenly found it all rather ridiculous. Just yesterday he was excitedly arranging everything he saw before him, but now it all seemed unbearably glaring.
"Crash!"
Cheng Yi smashed the guitar he held against the piano with all his strength, and due to the tremendous impact, the guitar shattered into pieces, even the strings snapped, while the piano was left with a huge hole.
Then he took a crystal glass and hurled it into the flowerbeds, scattering petals of the bright red roses like a shower of raindrops, leaving the yard in complete disarray.