C136 Endless Grief

The wind was like a knife cutting my face, but how could it compare to the endless pain and grief in my heart. Mo Li, I love you, maybe I don't even know how deep it is.

As I walked along, I started to run. When I ran out of the corridor, I found snow. That bone-piercing pain was only because of this that I was able to slowly remove the sadness in my heart.

If that was the case, Mo Li