keep up the good work.... [ Jing Lihua's hand unconsciously reached out to touch those happy memories, but in a moment, they disappeared like they never existed in the first place. She smiled to herself; a sad smile. Did they ever exist? Her past self and her present self, such a prominent contrast. How could that happy person in her memory be the pathetic one that she was right now? "You are finally here", a cold, venomous voice- devoid of any emotions, slashed her soul. The iciness in his voice paralleled the coldness of chilly winter. ] good language...
Xiao_Zuojia
Liked by 19 people
LIKE