Standing absent-mindedly in the corridor, strange gazes flicked over her body from time to time. There was a cold feeling on her face. Rain reached out and wiped away tears.
Could it be that I was wrong again? Did I admit it?
If it was really him, why did he turn around so gracefully after seeing her? Rain belonged to Yves. He said that he would never let go of her in his life.
On the dance floor, the fierce and flamboyant dance music made people sway, and the expressions of excitement and release began to spread on people's faces, completely hiding the sadness in this corner.
After standing for a long time, the lack of focus on her face slowly recovered, and she turned around with red eyes. Not far away was Nael with a gloomy face.
He was leaning against the wall, lighting a cigarett
