Sometimes, people are really tired when they are alive.
Ling Shifan opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling. His eyes were filled with exhaustion.
When he was very young, his father passed away. His mother had painstakingly raised him up. The deepest childhood memory in his memory was that his family was poor and had never eaten again. In order to make him full, his mother would always give him a few mouthfuls at the dinner table, then, he went to drink water to satisfy his hunger.
When he was six years old, he woke up at night and saw his mother gulping down mouthfuls of water. He knew that he would never be unfilial to her in this life.
His mother had spent the entirety of her youth for him. She had only remarried after he had gone to college. Moreover, she had found a childless partner for him to live with. He knew that he would never abandon her in this life.
