Zhao Lifei was too busy daydreaming out the window to even hear the whisper coming from her phone in the background.
She pressed a finger onto the window and started tracing out the people below that looked like little ants.
She didn't realize that her emotions were growing unstable as if she was taken back to the version of her from two years ago. She had sworn to her grandfather she would keep her emotions in control. She had gotten out of that black hole and she did not plan on returning. It was what she had learned after spending days and nights with her team of therapists.
The devil on her shoulder used to be her - the real her. A delusional woman who chased after a man and went crazy when she got rejected.
"The past can never be changed." She muttered, completely forgetting her phone call with Yang Feng.
"Yes, but the future is destined for change." Yang Feng spoke up, completely confused at her behavior. She sounded woozy. Was she drunk?
