She suddenly turned pale, and her bag and mobile phone slipped silently from her hands. She watched indifferently as two tall men wearing black sunglasses and neat black suits came out of the car. They walked up to her, called her "Miss Yan", and then raised her arms.
She sat in the pure black Rolls-Royce unconsciously, with a dull expression and empty eyes like a lifeless doll.
She knew that as long as she got in this car, there would be no future between her and him.
She collapsed weakly on her seat, and she could clearly hear her heart crying, and it kept flowing until it dried up, her blood coagulated, and her life dried up.
——I'm sorry, Ruian, I'm sorry, I failed you after all.
This is what she has always wanted to say in the coming days, but has never said it out loud.