People Kept Disappearing, Prison Cells

"Where was she?" Ye Jinghong was curious when she saw me return alone.

Ying Gou said blandly, "Are you blind? Just look at him. It was obvious they had fallen out. But then again, was that old woman really her?"

Ye Jinghong asked curiously, "What exactly did she say to her? Hurry up and tell us!"

Though the others said nothing, I could tell they were just as eager for gossip, including my father.

They all knew about Xu Qiuyan and me. They just had never expected things between us to end like this.

Xie Yi sighed emotionally. "I was the first to witness the relationship between you two. To be honest, I initially thought you would never part. You went through so much, finally met again, and shared the same fate... Yet who could have expected how unpredictable life could be?"

But Dan Zeng said, "Nothing in this world is absolute. People always say that everything is fated, but that is not true. Everything has variables. Change is the fundamental nature of this world. Even the world changes, let alone people. Human heart is the hardest thing to fathom. Forget others—even how much do you understand your own heart?"

He was right. Most of the time, people did not even have a clear understanding of themselves.

"There's a three-way fork ahead, with three directions. Xiaobai, I suggest we split into three groups."

Old Shu said this. He had not commented much on Xu Qiuyan and me. He always gave me the impression of being remarkably clearheaded.

My father said, "There's no need to split up. So what if we waste some time? Only Xiaobai can sense that heart core. Even if we take the right path, we won't be able to sense its presence. Besides, that crazy woman hasn't