"If only all problems could be solved with a fight, that would be so much more convenient."
Gongsun Ce mumbled to himself as he climbed out of bed and walked out of his room. The light in the next room was off; the young lady hadn't returned yet. He stood in the corridor, silently waiting for his neighbor to come home.
"Qin Qianbai, I've expressed my feelings to Gongsun Ce."
When Qin Qianbai heard her friend say this directly, her heart felt as if it was being squeezed.
First came panic, the fear of the possibility that the most important person to her might be taken away by someone else; then came anger, followed by sadness that spread due to imagination.
Her steady state of mind was shaken like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples on the surface. She wanted to scream, to vent her emotions, to throw a tantrum like a child.
