The night outside the window was getting darker and darker. No matter how warm the lights in the hotel rooms were, they couldn't illuminate the desolation in my heart. Selina Zones opened a bottle of red wine, and sat on the windowsill with the bottle in hand. She just happened to see the taillights of the departing Jetta downstairs.

She tilted her head back and took a sip of the wine, the bitterness in her heart surged up. She suddenly looked at the alley where the Jetta disappeared, and her tears flowed out again, wetting her handsome cheeks.

Regret is a vivid emotional noun. It can make people feel unwilling,...