The night was vast, the stars dazzling.
Li Qinghe lay on the grass, staring blankly at the starry sky, the corners of her eyes glistening with tears.
After a long moment, she wiped the tear tracks from her face. Her emotions finally settled, replaced by a strange feeling of humiliation.
'When in my entire life have I ever been bullied like this?'
'And he even forced me to call him... to call him...'
At the thought, Li Qinghe's face flushed red. She still couldn't bring herself to say the words, merely forcing herself to sit up on the grass.
'So mortifying!'
'The scene from earlier played vividly in her mind. How could she ever face Qin Yang again?'
"Sob... so humiliating."
Li Qinghe glanced back at Qin Yang, a mix of shame and anger on her face, then ran straight out of the park.
Before long, her figure vanished into the vast night.
...
"Tsk, that girl runs pretty fast."
Qin Yang glanced at her retreating back as she fled in a panic, completely unconcerned.
