On the other side.
The heavy rain soaked Gong Beiyao through and through as he sat in the car, fiercely stepping on the gas pedal.
The car sped wildly along the road. Rain splashed against the car body, thundering loudly.
It was as if the relationship between him and her had been shattered to pieces.
Having cruelly lost before, he was so careful even when he had her, for fear of breaking what they had.
But what was the use?
In the end, it still broke!
"Sheng Qianxia! All along, in our relationship, only I have been holding on!"
"I held on waiting for you, I held on searching for you, I held on loving you, I held on to marry you, held on turning you from my impossibility into my possibility, held on keeping you by my side, held on keeping you in my dreams, my life."
"But what's the use of only me holding on from beginning to end!?"
"Sheng Qianxia, when will you understand that my persistence was never without wanting something in return!"
