When Gu Zhiqi woke up, it was already eleven o'clock at night.
Lying in an unfamiliar room and looking at the room's arrangement, Gu Zhiqi was momentarily struck with amnesia.
It wasn't until her memory slowly returned that a trace of confusion appeared in Gu Zhiqi's eyes.
Wasn't she having dinner at the Shadow Pavilion?
How did she fall asleep?
Also, where is this place?
Filled with doubts, Gu Zhiqi slowly sat up from the bed and studied her surroundings.
Very unfamiliar, Gu Zhiqi was certain she hadn't been here before. She lifted the blanket and moved to the edge of the bed.
Just as she was about to put on her shoes, she caught sight of a note on the bedside table.
Gu Zhiqi picked up the note and glanced at it, immediately noticing the elegant handwriting.
It's often said that seeing someone's writing is like seeing the person, but Gu Zhiqi never believed that before.
