Actually, there were many nights when she had spent alone in this house, Sheng Shi had been mysteriously absent lately, sometimes disappearing for ten or fifteen days at a time. She was already accustomed to this, wasn't she?
But why did she suddenly feel an uncomfortable sense of loneliness this evening?
At that thought, Gu Lanshan felt a tightness in her chest again, as if the quilt weighed a ton, pressing down on her so heavily that she couldn't breathe. She forcefully threw off the quilt, and the cold air rushed over her body, allowing her to feel slightly more comfortable. She felt that she really couldn't stay alone in this house any longer because she was on edge today, constantly experiencing an inexplicable feeling.
That feeling was unfamiliar, something she had never encountered before.
She couldn't quite understand what this feeling was, where it came from, or why it began.
