So later, she was always afraid of this kind of weather.
However, leaving the light on would make her feel a little better, as long as she could sleep until dawn.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard his footsteps sounding beside her, then the light went out, and the hospital room returned to its usual quietness.
Qiao Xiaren opened her eyes, staring straight at the ceiling.
The bloody and violent scene from her childhood replayed in her mind like a movie, over and over again. It felt as terrifying as a nightmare, and she didn't dare to move a muscle.
She seemed to be less than 6 years old at the time, lost on the mountain with a few of her peers.
Ye Mohan and Shen Sichen stayed by Qiao Anchu's side while she clutched at her clothes, afraid that she might meet a similar fate the next moment.
Perhaps she was too young then, that kind of fear was indescribable.
