Yun Chu fell silent.
Time ticked away, second by second.
Yun Chu never thought she would actually find herself in such a plight.
Wanting to live without desire, longing to die yet unable to let go.
Yun Chu turned her head slightly, looking at Tan Jincheng who was pressed against the elevator wall in the same posture.
Her gaze was very serious, inch by inch, slowly tracing Tan Jincheng's face, even though she knew this face by heart, even though every moment of every day it wandered in her mind, at this moment, she could not control herself, greedily looking at this face, staring at it, unwilling to miss any detail...
This man, every moment, could effortlessly stir her heart.
But Yun Chu felt, perhaps she was a bit abnormal.
Maybe it was because of the incident with her uncle that her stable mental state, which had lasted two years, started to change again? To put it simply, was her mental illness relapsing?
