"Name a place."
"It's really late, and I don't want to leave the house. You can come to my place; I'll send you the address."
"Alright."
Gu Mingyue put down the phone and remained silent for a while.
She hadn't eaten or gotten out of bed all day, feeling dizzy and weak.
After struggling for a while, Gu Mingyue finally crawled out of bed.
Zhang Qianqian watched Gu Mingyue's movements and sneered, "Didn't you just get up on your own? Huanhuan, she just doesn't want to bother with you."
Gu Mingyue grabbed her bag and left.
For words she didn't want to hear, she chose to ignore them.
Wrapping herself in clothes, she walked out of the school gate and took a cab.
Sitting in the taxi, she gazed at the dazzling night view of Shanghai outside the window.
She wasn't sure if what she was doing was right, but she knew she was truly exhausted.
She didn't want to bear the burden of hatred she couldn't carry; she couldn't endure another family ruin.
