An Lingrong did not expect that when he woke up, he would not be greeted by the wet and cold water vapor from the underworld, but the bright spring light outside.
She has not yet conceived a child in her belly, Meizhuang has not died of a collapse of blood, Baojuan is dozing by the window, everything is in the best condition.
This time, when that beam of light shines on her, she will no longer feel ashamed for seeing only her own darkness.
Struggling upward, she wanted to hug the warmth tightly.
Intention: After the cold heart with low self-esteem is warmed, it will also embrace the light.
