"So you agreed to divorce, what will you do in the future?" Jiang Biyun sighed.
"I really don’t know right now, I’m quite at a loss, I suddenly feel so helpless." He Zhilan shook her head, "I’ve let him down, made him angry, caused him trouble, made him worry needlessly. He no longer trusts me. I think, after divorcing, there’ll be no bonds between us, no obligations to our marriage. Then, maybe, I can slowly make him understand that my love for him is real."
"That seems to be the logic." Chen Xiting nodded, "If he doesn’t trust you, even if you resist divorce, he may suspect your intentions. Trust can be gradually regained over time. For now, it might be best to separate temporarily to build a sound foundation for reconciliation in the future!"
"What nonsense! Are you building a house from the ground up?!" Jiang Biyun glanced at Chen Xiting, signaling her to stop talking nonsense. But after hearing that He Zhilan hadn’t completely given up, Jiang Biyun heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that He Zhilan must be feeling negative because of the blow she’d received.
"Have you eaten? If not, Xiting and I will go get you something, or do you feel like going out with us to clear your head?" Jiang Biyun sighed.
"I’ve lost my appetite, I want to rest for a bit." He Zhilan shook her head, changed into her pajamas, climbed onto her bed without a word, and rolled herself up into her blanket.
Hearing this, Jiang Biyun nodded, "Then rest well, Xiting and I will go out for a walk and will be back soon." With that, Jiang Biyun pulled the bewildered Chen Xiting out of the room and even considerately closed the door gently for He Zhilan.
"I say, in this cold weather, why did you drag me out? What are we strolling for? He Zhilan is not in a good mood, we should be with her in the dorm to share her sadness! That’s what good friends do!" Chen Xiting mumbled with a pout but obediently followed Jiang Biyun out.
"Are you an idiot? Can’t you see how down she is? Let her be alone for a bit, why on earth are you joining in to share her unhappiness, do you want her to feel even worse?" Jiang Biyun smacked Chen Xiting lightly, saying, "She hasn’t had dinner, we should buy some snacks just in case she gets hungry later tonight."
"Oh, yeah!" Chen Xiting raised an ’I get it now’ face, then leaned on Jiang Biyun and coquettishly said, "Biyun, you are so considerate, no wonder Instructor Lin Deng is totally smitten with you~"
Feeling somewhat embarrassed by Chen Xiting’s teasing, Jiang Biyun just hummed, but she felt a surge of pleasure inside, already planning to ask Lin Deng the next day about what exactly happened at the Gu Family today.
The end of February in the capital showed no signs of spring. Opening the window, the cold wind blew fiercely. On Jiang Biyun’s table, a small cactus stood alone under the moonlight, so quiet and solitary.
On the bed, the body under the quilt trembled slightly. Occasional stifled sobbing sounds came from under the covers.
If only time would give her another chance, she would definitely choose to give up searching for her family early, and happily live as He Zhilan.
She would prefer to never find her family in her lifetime, rather than be this desperate, to hate them this much.
However, she knew that fate wouldn’t favor her repeatedly, giving her chance after chance to start over. She told herself, ’He Zhilan, only tonight are you allowed to weep for your shattered belief. After tonight, you’ll be a completely new He Zhilan.’