Two people stood in the corner of the playground, one leaning against a tree in the shadows, the other standing in the glare of a streetlight with her back to it. Wang Chuqin's face was a mask of anger and despair. The girl's calm explanation did nothing to soothe his pain; it only chilled him to the bone.
So he was the only one who cared? Is that it? As it turned out, he was the only one who cared about their mixed doubles partnership, the only one acting like a fool and giving it everything. All his recent feelings of loss, his longing, his stubborn perseverance—it was all so laughable.
He had offered up his true heart, and Shasha had never even deigned to look at it.
Chapter 62