That night, Shi Aiqiao's tears soaked her entire pillow.
She had drunk too much, but her mind was incredibly clear.
All she could think about was Lansheng telling her, "I've fallen for someone."
She curled up on the bed, like an abandoned kitten, only able to warm herself.
It wasn't sleepiness that eventually put her to sleep, but exhaustion from crying so much.
When she opened her eyes again, she felt a sore throat and swollen eyes; she looked up at the ceiling light, feeling weak and dizzy, yet she remembered last night's events with painful clarity.
She turned her head and saw a cup of honey water on the cabinet but couldn't feel happy about it.
She lay in bed for a long time before struggling to get up; her headache was splitting, but it couldn't compare to the pain in her heart.
She didn't drink the honey water and went to the bathroom only to see herself in the mirror, looking neither human nor ghostly.