——First Affiliated Hospital of S City, Department of Psychiatry——
People came and went in the hallway, their different lives brushing past Chu Zhao in a blur of colors. She remained seated, her line of sight significantly lower than those passing by. Whenever there was no one in front of her, Chu Zhao stared at the tile wall opposite. The tiles were stark white, shining under the fluorescent lights until they almost reflected, gleaming like a mirror—casting back her own image.
A dull, aching tightness gripped Chu Zhao’s chest. As if trying to escape, she bowed her head.
Chapter 29