"No," Gu Zheng said firmly. "No matter how important that person is to you, with your character, you won't behave like that. Xi Xi, you're not a weak person to begin with. Your childhood experiences have already polished you to be indestructible. You'll only become braver the more you suffer. You won't become a weak person who runs away."
Hearing Gu Zheng's words, Qiao Xi seemed to have come alive.
Gu Zheng smiled. "Tell me, what dream did you have?"
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The next morning, Gu Zheng was in the study, quietly thinking about Qiao Xi's words last night. She dreamed of a man who drugged and harmed her. She was pressed down by a group of people and had her blood drawn.
A trace of coldness flashed past Gu Zheng's eyes. That man did not poison her but used a special medicine that could temporarily make her lose her ability to move. The only people who knew that she was immune to poison were the trustworthy people beside her. In other words, Qiao Xi trusted that man very much.
