Han Yi held her phone, remaining silent for a long time.
"No, Xiao Yu, I don't want to see him, I just don't want to see him right now!"
"Alright then, you make your own decision, goodnight, sleep well!"
After hanging up, Han Yi quietly sat in her bedroom, sitting there for a long time.
These days, she had been busy all along.
Busy cleaning and repairing the house.
Busy tidying the garden.
Busy organizing rooms, cleaning the bedroom, grocery shopping, and making herself a decent dinner.
Lighting candles, playing music, sitting on the rocking chair, closing her eyes, sipping red wine, trying to forget the past.
Trying to slow down her life, slowing it down even more.
A week later, she went for an interview at Compassion Hospital.
The result went smoothly, and she unsurprisingly got into the hospital, became a doctor, started meeting new colleagues, and began a new life.
Chi Xiaoyu was right, she needed friends, needed to integrate into society.
