The afternoon sunlight streamed through the slightly open window in the study. The rays scattered, and a few glinted off on a small envelope resting on the desk.
Bei Sangyun stared at the invitation on the table, her expression solemn, as though she were contemplating life and death. Maid Ye Zhai placed a cup of tea beside her.
"Young Miss, if you keep staring like that, you'll burn a hole through it."
Bei Sangyun glanced at her. "Should I go?"
"If you want to, no one can stop you. The choice is yours."
Bei Sangyun sighed and slumped over the desk. In truth, something far more daunting held her back.
She picked up the invitation and studied it again.
Earlier that morning, she had received an invitation from a former high school classmate—the vice president of their class. Perhaps hearing she was back in the country after four years, the classmate had organized a reunion.
Thank you for your patience! Huhu. I truly apologize for the long wait.
(Just ranting...)
You might not believe me, but I ended up back at the hospital again. I’m so unlucky! Just after leaving a week later, I had an accident and got a head injury. It took me some time to recover before I could even touch my laptop. Really unlucky! I hope this will be the last time I have to visit the hospital this year. Please, no more. It's expensive. Huhu.