Changyu used a hand to cover her eyes after helping herself sit up on the bed. Her head ached and she felt really weak.
She had just woken up after long hours of sleep. Everything that had happened the previous day flashed through her mind: her meeting with her parents, how she heard her parents' conversation and lastly, Jianjun's conversation with her.
She remembered how she could no longer hold in her curiousity last night so she had tried to force herself to go over to her parents house. How could she possibly sit calmly after hearing something like that?
She couldn't possibly do so!
She tried to think that her son was still alive somewhere. She desperately wanted to believe that. She held unto that tiny shred of hope in other to keep surviving because she was already tired of her life.
