Studying life sciences abroad was Zheng yuluo's own request. Her parents were worried, but she had made up her mind. After saying goodbye to her twin sister, she went abroad alone.
Ever since Jing Zhi's disappearance, she had fallen seriously ill and had a knot in her heart that couldn't be untied.
She had been insensible since she was young and had been spoiled by her family. As she grew up, the guilt and regret in her heart grew heavier and heavier.
She didn't dare to meet Jing Zhi's parents and relatives, not even her own family.
Mu Sen had said that Jing Zhi was not dead, but he would rather die than be captured.
A fate worse than death?
Zheng yuluo didn't know what kind of darkness Jing Zhi had been living in. She only knew that she had been struggling on the edge of life and death for the past six years, suffering in purgatory.
She hated herself!
She had wanted to commit suicide countless times, but she had given up countless times.
