Luo Anning took a shower and stood in front of the window to look at the bright lights. Due to the fact that she had slept on the plane for a long time, she was not in the least bit tired.
She ordered room service for dinner and took a few mouthfuls of food before losing her appetite.
She put her cutlery down and paced back and forth in the room before suddenly feeling frustrated again. She was not in the mood for anything, but doing nothing made her feel extremely frustrated as well.
The vicious cycle went on and on as she sat by the French window while hugging her knees and staring down at the scenery below. Soon, she began to space out.
Rong Yan opened the door and entered to see that she was sitting on the ground with her back curled up. There was an inexplicable difference between her current self and her usual behavior.
