In the blink of an eye, two days have passed and it's Monday.
Meiya got up in the morning, freshened up, and started applying makeup in front of the mirror.
Her phone suddenly received a message: Meiya, I've boarded. Wait for me!
She set down the eyebrow pencil, looked at the message on her phone, and replied: Okay.
What has to come, will always come.
She looked at herself in the mirror, with her meticulous makeup, expressionless. She tried to tug at the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile uglier than crying.
"Zhixun, I feel like we're not suitable for each other. I don't want to lie to you. In fact, I've always used you as a stand-in."
"Zhixun, I do like you, but my feelings for you aren't pure. I've treated you as someone else."
"Zhixun, I'm a bad woman, not worth your love. Let's break up."
Meiya practiced in front of the mirror the words she wanted to say to Lin Zhixun, stiff and helpless.