Wan Donglin?
The first time I thought of that name, my heart always twitched a little.
No, now I don't need you anymore.
Disappearing at will, I can forgive that.
For your so-called great career, I have to endure humiliation, I can forgive that...
You didn't come to the Harvard ceremony, I can forgive that;
Entangled with Zhang Chuchu, I can also forgive that;
Always hidden behind you, never daring to step into the spotlight, I forgive that too;
But having more than a dozen calls cut off, there's truly no reason to forgive.
That was a life-and-death moment, the only effective time to call for help, the only chance to be rescued—what if luck hadn't been so good? What if a moment's bad decision from the nightmare led to an opposite choice?
What if the other party's intention was to end my life?
At that moment, Yan Xixi would have been completely dead.
Survived by chance, thank the heavens.
