章節 104: A Little Complex, A Little Cold

When Shi Guang got home, she leaned against her door and slowly slumped down onto the ground like a balloon that was deflating.

Her gaze was locked onto a spot before her, her mind confused and lost.

Even when she was tormented and subjected to all that excess training from Wu Xing, she had never been so tired. But, the fatigue she was feeling right now was one that had her feeling breathless.

Even when she was framed by He Xinnuo, she had not cried even once. But at this moment, tears were streaming down her cheek like a pearl necklace that had lost its thread. She could not control them as they flowed freely.

Cupping her face with her hands, Shi Guang cried out in sobs.

It wasn't sadness, neither was it sorrow; it wasn't pain, neither was it despair. It was a stomach full of emotions that she could neither expel nor release, and could only make use of this as an excuse to vent them all out with her tears.