If that was the case, Bai Rong saw no point in loving someone who did not care about her at all.
With that realization, the woman made a decision. She stood up and walked to the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she tapped her fingers lightly on the sink and said, “Bai Rong, don’t be sad. Everyone has the right to make their own choices. Whether he chooses you or not is not something you can control. Happiness can’t be forced. If wouldn’t end well if you try to force love. Not only that, you’ll be the one suffering the most. However, as long as you don’t love him, you won’t get hurt and also not be upset by his actions. Who he loves is none of your business. Just remember, no one is obliged to love you in this world so you’ll have to love yourself. Don’t commit suicide, don’t give up, don’t hurt anyone and most importantly, don’t hurt yourself.”
After saying that, Bai Rong retracted her hands and the room became quiet once again.
The next second, her eyes dimmed. Her self-hypnosis did not work. She could still feel her heart aching. The pain was so much that it felt as if a dagger had been pierced into her heart. At the same time, the woman felt that she was extremely pathetic, having to resort to self-hypnosis in order to lessen her pain.
However, she was unable to get into that desired state as she was too aware that she was trying to hypnotize herself.
Bai Rong brushed her teeth and returned to the bed. She closed her eyes and forced herself not to think about anything, but her heart was still aching.
She picked up her phone and called a random number.
It did not matter which city the other party was from. Gender or age was not an issue as well. She just wanted to vent to a stranger, hoping that she would feel better after that.
Someone picked up after three rings.
“Hello, who’s this?” A male voice sounded. He had a deep voice which sounded calm and mature.
“Hello, am I interrupting anything?” Bai Rong asked apologetically.
“What’s the matter?” The stranger asked bluntly.
Bai Rong felt that she had acted too impulsively. Initially, she thought that she would feel better after ranting to a stranger. However, she realized that she wasn’t able to say anything at all.
“Sorry to have disturbed,” Bai Rong said and quickly hung up.
But the other party called back and said in an impatient tone, “Just tell me what it is!”
“I just wanted to talk to a stranger.”
“You are crazy.”
The corners of Bai Rong’s lips curled up as she heard that and tears welled up in her eyes. She said plainly, “Yup, I’m crazy. I have a mental illness. I have had a few relapses since I came back to the country. I’m not aware of my actions whenever I smash objects onto the ground. After I finish doing that, I’ll feel so drained of energy and suddenly snap back to my senses. That’s when I know that I had a nervous breakdown again.”
“You too?” The stranger asked suspiciously.
Too? Bai Rong suddenly felt like laughing when she heard him use that word.
She could hardly believe that the stranger whom she had randomly called was also suffering from mental illness.
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