In the days that followed, I became more and more quiet. I ate less and refused to walk by myself. It felt like I was barely living. The only thing I looked forward to was the nights Nan Shen spent with me. Lately he only came to feed or shower me, though. Was I getting worse? What's happening to me? The more I think about it the more I got scared. Was this because I'm sick or am I depressed just staying in the house?
"I'm taking you with me today." Nan Shen interrupted.
"I would like to go, thank you" I whispered.
"You need to talk louder Zheng Tai." he stated.
"Y-yes sir, I will." why is he so demanding.