Prince and I in Desert Island

"I don't know how that scumbag hurt Sister Li Yan either. Every time I ask her, she's been crying so hard her neck's gone dumb. She's been very weak these past two days and looks like she's in pain …" Jinx said sadly.    

"How are you so sure that Big Sister Li Yan's heart was hurt by that idiot?" Linda asked.    

"Who else but him? "He's the only one who makes sister Li Yan so sad and desperate. Sister Li Yan said she doesn't want to meet that scum ever again. Sister Li Yan finally saw his true face. Sister Li Yan escaped from the trap …" Zhen said, very satisfied.    

Listening to Jane, I felt as if my heart had been cut, and I felt as if I were suffocating.    

"Where did big sister Li Yan go?" "Is she so weak?" Shangguan Lulu asked.    

"William took her out for a walk. William was even more considerate than I was, and took good care of Big Sister Li Yan," said Jane.    

At Jane's words, the guilt in my heart vanished, replaced by inferiority and disgust.    

"Li Yan, I really misjudged you. You made your own choice, and I helped you. Now, I'm not human anymore. Are you sad that you wasted too much time with me?" I said to myself.    

I didn't want to listen to what they had to say anymore. I walked towards the meeting hall with heavy steps. I wanted to go to the meeting hall and ask how I could find Wang Yao in the forbidden area.    

"Today's weather is really good. The sun shines brightly … I feel much better. "    

"Sister Yan, you have to come out for a walk. Why are you so depressed when facing the sunlight?"    

I heard Li Yan's voice and looked up to see Li Yan and the sissy chatting and holding hands as they walked towards me.    

I had an indescribable feeling of failure and shame. I wanted to find a hole and hide in it.    

Was this the legendary narrow path of enemies? It was like when he met his recently divorced wife in the street, holding Old Wang's hand as they walked through the streets.    

I suddenly realized a particularly popular sentence: "It's hard on you, Old Tie."    

They also saw me, Li Yan stopped walking, blankly looked at me. There were countless complex emotions in his eyes. I don't know if the look in her eyes was disgust or disgust, or the uneasiness and shame of being knocked out by her predecessor.    

I couldn't be bothered with it. I pretended I didn't care. Only I knew that my heart was bleeding.    

"Greetings patriarch," the sissy said respectfully as she saw me let go of Li Yan's hand.    

I looked at the greasy-faced man in front of me. I wanted to have a good look at the man who had taken my woman.    

I ignored him. I felt my heart clogging up and I felt depressed. My chest felt stuffy.    

I felt sick to my stomach. In order to preserve my last shred of dignity, I lifted my head again and walked around the foppish foppiness. As I got closer to Liyan, my heart ached and I felt breathless.    

I gritted my teeth, and as I passed Liyan, Liyan turned to look at me, but I didn't look at her.    

As if I hadn't seen Liyan, I walked straight ahead, and as I brushed past her, Liyan's figure slowly faded into the light of my back. I felt myself tottering, my neck burning, something about to spurt out, and I covered my mouth with my hand and kept walking.