C1090 Despair

Lin Wenwen stared at those words for a long time. Slowly, he bent his knees and crouched down on the ground.

She ran her fingers over the dried handwriting, her eyes reddening uncontrollably.

It was Suhang's handwriting.

Lin Wenwen only watched, and could even imagine how he looked when he wrote those words.

Those beautiful eyes should be filled with despair