Kang Ruicheng held Xu Youning's wrist and said, "A Ning, don't you believe me?"

"Believe?" It sounded ridiculous to her. She put her hand down and looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Have you ever been in real despair?"

He moved his lips, about to say something before he was interrupted by her. "Let me tell you what it feels like—"

"Real despair feels like this: You sit there, feeling cold as if you would have fallen into an ice cellar. You can't ...