"Sixteen is the most beautiful age; you still have a bright future ahead of you."
Sister Xiao Xin gently comforted, "When you go back, rest well... Don't think too much; giving up your life for him is not worth it."
Gu Shen remembered this girl; her name was Qu Shui, a name as pleasant as she was, a quiet and delicate young girl.
However, her wrists were covered with scars of varying depths and ferocity.
"Hmm..."
Qu Shui shrank back, covering her forearm with her sleeve, and murmured softly, "Doctor Zhou... if things don't improve... can I come back again?"
"Of course," Zhou Yexin smiled.
Receiving this response, Qu Shui smiled softly.
Gu Shen noticed that the girl was still curled up, her expression pale, her hands holding a cup of hot water, and she did not get up.
"What's wrong, are you uncomfortable?"
"It's not that... it's just getting late..."
Qu Shui's voice trailed off, becoming fainter, and she dared not look up, "Walking alone at night... it's a bit scary..."
