"Zhang Wenhao, did you ever like me at all, from beginning to end?" On the other end of the phone, Ling Xi asked me, her voice hoarse and desperate, as if she were using the last of her strength.
"No." I don't know why I gave such a firm answer when it was wrong.
Those two words were met with a long silence and Ling Xi's sobs.
From then on, it was as if this person had vanished from my life...
