Gu Yu closed the laptop and rose from the rotating chair. He walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the dark night sky outside. A variety of emotions remained in the depth of his eyes, ultimately changing into endless ridicule.
His heart seemed to be pricked by multiple thin and dense needles. It was hurting so violently that his face turned slightly pale.
In the past, no matter what he did, he would be determined to achieve the goal once he fixed his mind on it.
Now, he finally knew that not everything would go as planned. Some mistakes couldn't be resolved so easily.
Helplessness spread to every inch of his body. The uncomfortable feeling caused him to stumble and nearly lose his balance.