Pushing open the familiar bedroom door, the man’s hard and simple room was as usual.
The air was filled with the faint cold scent of medicine, as if the man had spent the night here the day before.
Xiao Ning did not turn on the lights. She walked in and sat on the big bed for a long time.
When was the last time she sat here alone in a Daze?
Yes, it was when Bai Yeyuan’s plane crashed and she thought he was dead.
That was her first chance to escape from him. But after that, she did not feel relaxed at all. Instead, she sank down like a zombie.
And now, it was her second chance to escape from him. She thought she would feel relieved after protecting the child in her stomach, but reality taught her a cruel lesson -- she was like a zombie again, she had lost her spirit.
Why was it like this?
She slowly scanned the room. Every part of the room was familiar to her.
