Spending her night in the bedroom which now felt like a cell, Bing Shi built her version of hell, she screamed into the pillow. Every ounce of her wished to throw herself off a building. To jump into the pits of the sea, to take a gun and place the cold metal down her throat, to pull the trigger, to shoot the pain away. She waited and waited...
Waited for the time when the pain would go away because they say...
'Give it time. Time will heal everything.'
On one side, she wanted to die. On the second side, she was afraid of death. On the third side, was the promise.
Bing Shi couldn't function normally. Whenever she looked, she saw traces of him. Everything reminded her of Xuan Mu.
She stopped working. All her days were spent in her bedroom, sleeping and doing nothing. She lost interest in everything, in her dreams and aspirations.
'If getting healed means forgetting you, then I choose to suffer my entire life.'
