I Will Sleep in Yusheng’s Room (10)

Her heart seemed to have been gripped tightly by something forcefully rubbing and pinching it. The intense pain spread through her veins quickly and fiercely, reaching all parts of her body.

She could not help but curl up into a ball and bury her face in the quilt. Her eyes filled with tears again.

After weeping silently for a long time, Qin Zhi'ai turned on her phone's flashlight and inserted the room card on the wall at the entrance.

The sudden light in the room was too bright for her. She raised her hands to cover her eyes, stood still for a moment, and went to the bathroom.

After coming out, Qin Zhi'ai boiled a pot of water. She poured a glass, cupped her hands around it, and bypassed the bed as she headed to the French door. She opened the door and went out onto the balcony.

At midnight, it was particularly quiet in the suburbs.