After Zhou Yixi hung up the phone, he covered his face with the quilt. He took the phone under the quilt and listened to the constant vibrating of the phone, tears falling uncontrollably.
Tears are a very strange thing. You can hold it back when it hurts, and you can hold it back when you are tired, but you can't hold it back when you feel wronged. All he could think about was Luo Jiuyan, and he knew that she would never fall in love with him...
I have to stop taking exams for three months recently.
Intention: He loves her, but he can't love her