At three in the morning, An Ke woke up from a dream. It had started raining, and the sound of rain prevented her from falling back asleep. With her head buried in the pillow, she thought about the past two months, always believing she could live well without Jun Hao. But he was like a nightmare, always appearing in her dreams, smiling at her, saying, “An Ke, I miss you.” She would reach out to grab him, but he would disappear like the wind. Each time she woke from her dream, she found herself in tears, realizing how much she missed him. She wouldn’t allow herself to think about him, using busy work to numb herself. Why did this man who had broken her heart, whom she both loved and hated, always so easily touch her heartstrings? Her heart was lost, and he could casually tell her to leave. Losing anything isn’t scary, but losing one’s heart is.
She thought she would never see him again, but his appearance today had easily broken the protective membrane she had carefully built. She hurriedly left Zhang Ning’s place, not daring to stay. She knew that if Jun Hao wanted to, he would stop at nothing to make her submit, and the people around her were her only weakness. She had thought about running away overnight, but she understood she couldn’t escape. She believed he had people watching her, and any movement would bring him to her side. An Ke didn’t know where Jun Hao went after she overheard his conversation with Sakai Kensei. Perhaps where he went was no longer important; what mattered was that he didn’t love her at all – she was just his toy.
“Jun Hao, Jun Hao, why do you still want to provoke me? My heart is already bleeding from your wounds. Why won’t you let me go?” An Ke beat her pillow and cried out loud, “Jun Hao, Jun Hao, you demon, I hate you, hate you.” Only in the quiet of the night would she release her emotions, letting go of her pretended strength and all her bitterness.
