The curtain of rain hung low, and the air in the hospital room was somewhat stuffy and oppressive.
Xu Chaomu stared at the ceiling for quite a while, her large eyes filled with confusion.
She was like a child abandoned in a maze, walking and turning, as one by one the people around her all left, and night fell, yet no one came to take her hand and lead her out of the maze.
She cried alone, searching for an exit in the maze.
But in the vast maze, where no light could be seen, no one would take her out.
Xu Chaomu struggled to get out of bed and pulled out the needle in her hand.
Her head was still a bit muddled, but at that moment, there was a place she really wanted to go.
Really wanted, very much so.
She quietly went down a secluded staircase in the hospital; the hallway was very dark, and since it was getting dark outside, she cautiously went down the stairs, step by step, holding on to the banister.
