He must have thought she was already dead, right?
Perhaps it was for the best, everything coming to an end in an orderly fashion. She wouldn't need to keep struggling and suffering. Just pretend… it was all fate's doing.
She shouldn't be a burden to him… At that time, Zhixi, looking at herself in the mirror, almost disfigured, couldn't help but think.
From the passenger seat, Gu Bingjun suddenly chuckled, "He just said he'd invite us over in a few days. He didn't seem to be just being polite. What will you do then? Will you go or not?"
Zhixi opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
"Take these next few days to think about it," Gu Bingjun's voice carried a hint of heartache, "I know you are suffering, but now that he knows you are alive, you really have no way out."
"That may not be the case, I am not Su Zixi at the moment…" Zhixi still wanted to resist.
