"Then, I'll give you this document as well." Fu Ying handed over the document and the bottle together.

"But young lady, you haven't opened this document yet, have you? Is it something important?" The old woman shook her head with a troubled expression. "I'll just take this water bottle. You can keep the document yourself."

Fu Ying shook her head. "Grandma, this thing is no longer useful to me. Could you please help me dispose of it? You can burn it or tear it up, it's fine either way."

Unable to make the decision herself, she could only leave it to someone else.

"Young lady, this must be very important to you too, right?" The old woman, having been through similar experiences, had a better understanding of the situation and asked earnestly.

"I guess so. But I have nothing to do with him anymore, and I don't want to know anything about him and cause myself any more trouble." Fu Ying didn't know why she was talking so much to a stranger; perhaps she was just feeling too repressed inside.

“Young lady, you’ve already made your choice, otherwise why would you be sitting here agonizing for so long? You’ve given me this thing, but you can’t give me the obsession in your heart, can you? However, if you really don’t want to see this thing, you can give it to this old woman, and I’ll keep it for you. If you want to see it anytime, just contact me, okay?”

The old woman's few words only made Fuying feel more conflicted.

"But Mother-in-law, I really don't want to keep this thing."

The old woman smiled and asked in return, "Is it that you don't want to keep it, or that you're afraid to keep it? Sometimes facing your own fears is indeed a difficult thing."