Gu Shuangshuang stripped her bedsheets, cut them into strips with scissors, and then tied them all into tight knots.
She tied one end to the desk leg inside her room and threw the other end outside the window. Finding the length not enough, Gu Shuangshuang also took down the curtains and attached them!
Then she strapped on her backpack, climbed onto the windowsill, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and shut her eyes, and began to descend, clinging to the sheets.
Even if she were to fall to her death, she had accepted it!
Life is certainly precious, love even more so, but for freedom's sake, both can be forsaken!
She craved freedom! The freedom to breathe freely, to love freely!
Downstairs, Li Zhi had not slept all night.
Even though he knew that Gu Shuangshuang didn't love him, deciding not to cling to her was not easy.
So he had brought out his father's wine and poured himself drink after drink in memory of his dead romance.
