If she could go back to thirteen years ago, He Zhilan swore, she would never do such a foolish thing. Standing alone at the village entrance, waiting and waiting, always thinking that a miracle would happen. She would blink, and her parents would miraculously appear before her, softly calling her, "Miss Zhilan, where have you been all this time? It's time to come home."
"Lin Chan, I even doubt whether I, Gu Zhilan, am their daughter. I don't know why, but in just thirteen years, why did the kind and friendly figures in my memory turn into what they are now? They are so terrifying that I am nearly afraid to tell them that I am Gu Zhilan, the Gu Zhilan who got lost and left home thirteen years ago. I don't even have the courage to ask them, have they ever looked for me when I left them, when I left home? Have they ever been sad for me? Have they ever shed a tear for me?"
Who says time isn't the greatest enemy in this world?
