When Ji Xiaoge woke up, everything around her was pitch black.
It was cold, even colder than in her rental house with the broken window. She could feel other people beside her. They were also children, because occasionally someone would lean against her shoulder; the pressure felt just like her little brother leaning against her. In the darkness, someone was sobbing softly. Ji Xiaoge was scared and uneasy, but she knew she had to use her brain to save herself. When her mom returned to the hospital room and didn't find her, she would definitely try every means to look for her. She needed to stay alive and well until her mom found her. That was her priority. Her little brother had Uncle Qin and Aunt Bingbing to treat him. Her brother would surely get better soon. Then she could go home.
Ji Xiaoge turned her phone watch to silent mode in the darkness.
