Chapter 600

That feeling of running in the cold night but not feeling tired at all is probably liking. Because of liking, one can welcome all difficulties. So yeah, he really can't get away from her, she is like a thorn, in the beginning violently stuck into the body, after a long time, it becomes a bone in the body, has become a part of him, and then want to take out this bone, unless dissecting the heart and digging out the bone. To Leona, those past years were just sand in her fingers, slipping away without her realizing it. But to Hayden, those days were different. They are the record of what he never dared to reveal, all the joys and sorrows, all about Leona. Sadly, however, whether it was pain or joy, it was cowardly, embarrassing, and ugly, cowering in a narrow band and festering into a dark hatred in his heart. This hate wasn't directed at Leona, but at himself, and he hated that he couldn't grow up to be a man on top of the world all at once. He wanted to escort Leona home on rainy nights