Tong Xiaohua returned to the hotel, took a bath, and lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep at all.
Despite being awake for a day and a night, she just couldn't close her eyes and sleep.
Worrying about Yan Bo was one thing, but the utterly inflexible attitude of Yan Bo's parents also stressed her out.
Her mobile phone, which she had been holding all along, had remained silent. Tong Xiaohua unlocked her phone and started typing out a message, letter by letter.
"Yan Bo, where are you? What should I do?"
After typing the message, her finger hovered over the send button for a long time but in the end, she deleted the message, one letter at a time.
She was indeed under a lot of pressure and felt terrible.
But Yan Bo's pressure must be even greater, and he must feel even worse than she did.
Because he was going against his own parents, the ones who brought him into this world and raised him.
