She thought of Pei Jingchuan, of their conversations over the phone, and the possibility that he was still sullen.
Soft music played inside the car, and a quiet, subtle atmosphere filled the air.
Jiang Yuzhu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her emotions.
She knew that Pei Jingchuan's worries were not unfounded, but as a doctor, she had her own responsibilities.
She hoped to find a way to make Pei Jingchuan understand and support her decision.
The taxi slowly wove through the city under the night sky, and Jiang Yuzhu's mood fluctuated with the turning of the wheels.
Her thoughts swayed between work and family, trying to find a point of balance.
She pondered how to communicate with Pei Jingchuan after getting home, how to make him understand her position, and at the same time, soothe his emotions.
The car finally stopped in front of her residence, and Jiang Yuzhu slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar doorway of her home.