Gu Chaohan looked up at the window, his heart weighed down by something heavy, unable to rise or fall,
For the first time in his life, he tasted the so-called "confusion."
He knew the best way to love someone was to let her be free, but he couldn't persuade himself to let go of his obsession,
Even if Su Yan didn't have him in her heart, even if she detested him, avoided him like the plague, he couldn't let go easily.
He had been in hell for too long.
How could he bear to let go of such a precious sliver of light?
The man closed his eyes, his heart flooded with silent sighs.
The black car made several turns, and finally stopped at a Western restaurant.
It was a relatively famous Western restaurant in Lancheng; he had been there a few times before and knew the manager.
When the staff downstairs heard that Gu Shao had arrived, the manager hurried downstairs to greet him personally, and then arranged a private room for them before leaving.
