Tong Ran collapsed onto the ground, while Mo Nanjue turned on the headlights, the dazzling light almost blinded her eyes. She turned her head away, and when she looked back, the black car had already brushed past her shoulder, speeding away.
Tong Ran raised her head, the car gradually moving away, turning into a tiny black dot until it disappeared...
The surrounding air was stripped clean.
Her gaze was hollow, just sitting there on the ground, the coldness of the ground starkly contrasted the previous warmth. Tong Ran remained motionless, her shoulders felt extremely heavy, almost crushing her.
What to do?
She no longer had the strength to stand up and chase after him. She couldn't drive faster than him, if he truly wanted to leave, how could she make him stay?
Clearly, they had promised that only death would separate them. Promised they wouldn't let go of the hands they were holding, yet the changes came like a bolt from the blue, not even giving you time to accept them.
