C368 Do You Really Hate Me so Much?
Mo Li leaned weakly against the corner of the wall, slowly crouching down, her hands unconsciously cradling her head, her hair now a tangled mess. It felt like she was submerged in the depths of a boundless ocean, surrounded by dark waters that made it hard to breathe. Through the churning sea, she could almost sense herself drifting helplessly along the coast
