"Little Duan."
Ye Qingwan felt hopeless. She didn't have any of her usual vigor now. She was like a walking corpse.
"I'm not a good mother. I didn't take good care of Zixi, so others took advantage of me. I don't know how my Zixi is doing now. Has he been eating properly? If he doesn't see me, he'll be so scared. Little Duan, my Zixi, what should I do?"
"Sister Qing Wan, Sister Qing Wan, calm down."
".."
"Kidnappers usually seek money, so Zixi will definitely be fine. Don't let your imagination run wild. It's just the darkness before dawn. The more difficult it is, the more you have to hold on. Think about what you've experienced in the past. At that moment, you felt desperate. Looking back now, are you glad that you bravely survived?"
Ye Qingwan really needed someone to talk to her and give her some advice.
It was as if she was trapped in a fog, or like a small boat floating on the sea that could not find its direction.
