C761 Lower sheath

After returning to the room that he had changed into, Li Wenlong sat down on the floor, lit a cigarette, and held it between his fingers. He stared at the empty room, and did not speak for a long time.

Yao Yao, will you forgive me? Will you understand me? Li Wenlong kept asking herself.

At night, within Yao Yao and Li Wenlong's Rental House.

Yao Yao and Li Wenlong sat facing each other