In a hotel in Suzhou and Hangzhou
Zhang Zijing had already been here for five days.
The company, worried that fans might spy on her, directly instructed her to stay in the hotel.
Likewise, her phone had been taken away, so she could only rely on the most primitive method—television—to follow the progress of things.
But there wasn't much entertainment news about them.
The biggest headline was that withdrawal statement, along with two announcements from Penguin.
She weakly picked up the glass of water, but no matter what, she couldn't manage to drink the clear tea.
The rose tea inside was a gift from Ye Yuwei.
Her tears fell.
They scattered into the fragrant tea cup, transforming into memories along with a wisp of gentleness.
"Can I really not go back?"
"No, no, I can't give up on myself. There's still a chance—Penguin will surely come to rescue me."
She set the tea cup down, walked over to the desk, and picked up her guitar, turning all her emotions into notes.
