Time flew by. She had been counting the days on her fingers, but in the blink of an eye, a whole year had passed.
Bai Zhi was doing quite well at that company. Although she still thought of that man sometimes, it was no longer like a year ago when she had first arrived, lying awake night after night, tormented by longing.
Time, even if it can't erase everything, can at least let a scab form over a wound cut deep to the bone. As long as you don't touch it, it won't hurt.
That was exactly the state Bai Zhi was in now. So she usually just looked at that wound from afar, never daring to reach out and touch it.
Over this year, it wasn't as if there hadn't been men who showed interest in her, but she turned them all down.
Before she'd forgotten that man, starting another relationship would only be irresponsible to the other person.
