The emotions of chaos surged into her heart, and Su Weiyi, who hadn't felt too melancholic just now, was deeply bitter in her heart.
The homeroom teacher said earlier to take advantage of the time now to see the people you want to see and say the words you want to say, but what about her?
The person she wants to see can be seen almost every day, but every meeting deepens the bitterness in her heart, and the words she wants to say... Su Weiyi slightly raised the corners of her mouth and took another sip of beer, the bitter taste spreading in her mouth.
Those words, she would never tell him.
Between her and him, it will only be small talks about trivial matters, while talking to the breeze and the bright moon about matters concerning him.
Those words, those secrets, can only be deeply buried, then rot in her stomach.
