"Classmate, these are for you to eat."
Zhu Qianyu propped herself up and sat upright, hearing Ji Huan's voice beyond the curtain, feeling a sense of dreamlike unreality.
How long has it been since she's heard his voice? How long since she saw him?
A month?
Why did it feel to her like it had dragged on for half a lifetime?
She's never in her life felt a day drag by like a year.
And never like this period, felt like everything in front of her was shrouded in darkness, that there was no meaning in living!
Yet ten or twenty minutes ago, when she absentmindedly picked up her phone and saw the caller ID on the screen, it startled her awake, the haze she was in suddenly lifted, and she became extremely alert.
After a month of agony and torment, she had gone from resolute to hopeful, then to disappointment, and recently she had become completely despairing.
She thought Ji Huan had truly walked out of her life completely.
