For several nights, Chi Luoxi had been staring at the ceiling from night to dawn.
This was a kind of pressure that ordinary people could not understand. It was like walking into a dead end, and the end was a bull's horn. The road became narrower and narrower, and there was no turning back.
Everything that she had to face made Chi luexi feel suffocated. She did not know how much longer she could hold on.
After school, Chenchen saw that her mommy was not downstairs. She did not even put down her school bag and ran upstairs to look for her.
The door to the room was half open and the light inside was dim. It was already evening and the lights were still off. The little guy saw his mommy lying on the bed and walked over quietly.
Chi Luoxi waved at the little guy and tried her best to force a smile.
