C186 Lonely

However, the child was truly gone. Completely gone.

With a cold sweat, Mo Xiaozhu woke up.

It was a room of darkness, but the warmth and stability brought by the hand holding her hand was actually so real.

Mo Xiaozhu didn't dare to move, as if he was still asleep.

In the darkness, in her slightly narrowed line of sight, a black shadow was quietly sitting in front of her bed