บท 1835: A Good Marriage

"I cannot be sure about that, but what if you take a few steps forward and find spring again?" The Firmament Stone tried to be encouraging.

Gu Xijiu sat hugging her legs and refused to move. "I will not move. It is the same everywhere."

The Firmament Stone did not know what to do. It could not help but wonder if it was hopeless for Gu Xijiu to feel alive again. Di Fuyi's death was indeed a pain to her. With memories of him, it was understandable that she would be crushed by her melancholic sentiments. With great love, there would always be great pain.

However, now that she had lost every last memory of Di Fuyi, why would her life become even more desolate? Before they met, she had always been vigorous and active. Now that she had completely forgotten about Di Fuyi, she could not possibly be affected by a loss of love anymore. Should she not return to her usual, energetic self, just like before?