"That…" Dacheng opened his mouth and, after uttering a single word, he realised that he had no idea what to say. He couldn't help but frown in frustration. Though he never gave Yang Chunhua an answer, he thought that she would keep waiting for him no matter what. It was like the one anchor that had been holding him in place was suddenly gone.
The sense of loss that washed over him was not something that Dacheng could stomach.
Dacheng never understood Yang Chunhua's importance until that very moment. Even though he didn't like her in that way, he was used to seeing Yang Chunhua standing behind him like an anchor. Like, no matter where he went, she would always stay behind him. That was what he thought and believed.
