At first glance, it's hard to tell who uses drugs.
But as time passes, the internal damage caused by drugs slowly begins to manifest all over the body, especially on the face. The skin loses its luster, becomes dark, and even bruised, resembling someone gravely ill.
"How long has she been asleep?" George Summer's mood was somber, his back was taut like a taut bowstring. He couldn't believe that in just a year, Robin Summer, the once confident and beautiful woman, had become like this.
"She woke up once at six in the morning, so it's been nearly three hours..."
As soon as Tara Summer finished speaking, George bent down, gently patting Robin's cheek, and called out sternly, "Robin, Robin? Wake up, wake up! ..."
"Uh..." Robin, asleep within her dreams, woke up, her big eyes looking at the handsome face in front of her in a daze.
Believing herself to be in a dream, she stared at the man for a while, tears welled up in her eyes, and suddenly, she shrieked, "…George!"
