Qin Youxue slowly lowered her eyes, curled up with her face buried in her arms, her body shivering with cold.
The injured area below was so painful that she wanted to cry. When will such a life, devoid of any dignity, ever come to an end?
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Liu Mingxing's apartment.
Liu Mingxing checked to see if her son was asleep in Liu Yi's room before returning to her own bedroom. She washed her face, tied her shoulder-length hair with a hairband, and was just about to sit down to write when a knock sounded at her door.
The only person who would knock on her door at this time was Lun You. Liu Mingxing put down her pen, walked over to open the bedroom door, and saw Lun You standing there with a pillow in his arms. Her eyes widened in surprise as she asked, "What are you doing?"
Lun You smiled casually and walked in with the pillow, saying, "Sleeping alone is rather boring, so let's sleep together."
