As the final click echoed through the receiver, Shu Xian exhaled a long breath, her fingers lingering on the cool surface of her phone. The weight of the conversation with Pan An settled upon her, and a bittersweet sense of understanding enveloped her.
She trusted their decision, knowing that their happiness lay in reclaiming their autonomy.
With a resolute nod, Shu Xian set her phone down and turned her gaze to the pile of textbooks strewn across her desk. The soft light filtering through the window cast a gentle glow over the pages, inviting her to immerse herself in the world of academia.
As she delved into her studies, she allowed herself to be consumed by the intricacies of the subject matter, seeking solace in the familiar rhythm of scholarly pursuit.
