In her sleep, she was always frowning tightly, cold sweat incessantly forming on her forehead, soaking her hair.
It was with difficulty that dawn arrived, and when she opened her eyes and woke up, she felt even more tired and burdened than before she had gone to sleep.
Only she occupied the bed—Tang Yuchen must have gone to the company early.
Suddenly thinking of An Xin, she hastily freshened up and went downstairs, pushing the door open to enter her room.
An Xin was already awake; perhaps she hadn't slept all night. At this moment, her face was pale, with dark circles under her eyes, and she looked much more haggard.
She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes empty as she stared blankly at the ceiling.
An Ruo sat down by her side, taking her hand and managing a slight smile, "Sister, get up and eat something. Have some food, and then you can continue to rest."
An Xin shook her head: "I don't want to eat. I can't eat."
"But how can you not eat anything?"
