Starving for a day, Yu Wangyou felt as though her stomach were pressed against her spine. She had exhausted every ounce of her strength trying to break free, but, drained of energy, she ultimately collapsed powerlessly to the floor.
"Heh! When have I ever been in such a pathetic state?" Yu Wangyou chuckled to herself with self-deprecating irony. She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, a wave of bitterness washing over her.
Only one day had passed, yet it felt like three long autumns; her longing for him had only grown more intense.
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