The next morning Su Lin woke up bright and early, with a rare smile on her gentle face.
Her line of sight immediately fell on the marriage certificate copy lying on the table in the corner of the room.
It was just a few normal sheets of paper, slightly rustling about in the gentle breeze from the half-opened windows but the contents held untold importance to Su Lin.
Several complex memories crossed her mind, but she quickly looked away, subconsciously hiding, even from the mere thought of it.
After a while, Su Lin stopped staring at the certificate sheets and gently chuckled. Her laugh, for some reason, seemed weird.
It was a laugh seeped in mockery and self-pity.
Was she going to trust someone else again? She smiled with a melancholic expression.
The last time she had trusted someone else completely, it was several decades ago.
The last time she had trusted someone else completely, with the entirety of her heart and her soul, she had paid a price too steep.
