Xiao Yue understood why Zhao Xuerong was reluctant to disclose how she died after their conversation.
Such a grown person, yet died in such a confused way.
She mentioned her deeply loving husband, who, after her death, indulged in debauchery every day, bringing different women home...
She said her best girlfriend, when talking about her with friends, showed disdain on her face, calling her selfish and boastful, badly slandering her...
...
It turns out that those colleagues of mine at school, who are actually just average acquaintances, always stood up for me everywhere, sigh...
Xiao Yue was a bit baffled hearing all this, she was, after all, still a minor, unaware of the complexity of adult life.
After thinking it over, she asked, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes then?"
"I just want to figure out how exactly I died," Zhao Xuerong said.
"Then I'll ask Brother and see if he can help you," Xiao Yue suggested.
"Brother?"
