Sasha couldn’t help but look back, only to see Juno and Quinn cuddling on the villa’s terrace under the fireworks.
They both looked up at the sky and Quinn smiled so happily.
Sasha vaguely remembered the past three years when Juno would always take her to watch fireworks.
He gently said, "You love fireworks the most, so every year, I’ll be with you to watch them."
Sasha was surprised at the time. She had never said she liked fireworks, yet he knew.
She had thought it was a shared understanding, but it turned out that it was actually Quinn who loved them.
The biting cold wind pierced through her body, creeping deep into her heart.
The fireworks this year were so beautiful, yet Sasha suddenly found she didn’t like them anymore.
She would never love either fireworks and this man again.
When Sasha walked back to the factory, the clock struck twelve.
The new year had arrived.
At a time meant for family reunion and celebration, she was alone in her dorm, hugging herself and crying in frustration.
She felt so lonely and homesick.
After changing into some clothes, Sasha lay down, but the cold had already gotten to her and she came down with a fever.