No..." Su Jingyi woke up from the nightmare again with tears on her face. She quickly turned on the bedside table lamp, and the room was suddenly filled with dim orange light. Her forehead showed fine beads of sweat under the reflection of the light, and then the next The first step was to get out of bed as usual. In panic, she accidentally knocked down the alarm clock beside her pillow. She hurriedly opened the drawer and took out the medicine bottle. In the silent night, this movement was so swift, and the sound sounded so harsh.
When she sat back on the bed, the medicine had already entered her mouth. Like a wounded little animal, she clutched the medicine bottle tightly with both hands and began to murmur to herself, "Xia Nan, you still refuse to forgive me, do you? "
Tears fell quietly from Su Jingyi's beautiful face again. She was a little dull and unaware. The tears wet the label on the medicine bottle in her hand. The tears were a sign of surrender, but the words "Prozac" on the label were clear as usual, as if she was not moved by it.