The room dimd as the bright light was blocked, and only then did her heart feel grounded.
She walked to the bed, sat down, then lay down, reaching into the pocket of her sleep pants to pull out a small stack of money, ranging from one to a hundred yuan pieces.
Altogether, it was less than a thousand yuan.
This was all the money she had to her na, kept at her dormitory at school.
Back then, she’d thought that since she was carrying that damned demon’s child and had already wronged the Ji Family, how could she possibly use the Ji Family’s money to deal with the situation?
When she was lost and helpless, the mont she thought of this money, she felt so fortunate, grateful that she had never given up on trying to make money.
She was still apprehensive and worried that without soone accompanying her, the doctor might refuse to perform the surgery.
Yet, just as she had overco countless difficulties and finally mustered the guts to face the last hurdle, he appeared like an insurmountable mountain descending from the sky, blocking her path, preventing her from moving forward.
It seed to require trendous willpower and strong determination to climb over it.
But she was so tired now, so exhausted she could barely catch her breath.
Ji Anning turned over, clutching the small stack of money in her hand, closed her eyes, but her mind was filled with mories she most wanted to erase.
The first ti it hurt, and the fear that ca ti and again.
"He always boards the bus a few stops ahead of you, then sits with you all the way to the terminal."
"He carries you off the bus."
...
Ji Anning slept a particularly long and heavy sleep, filled with dreams, but upon waking, she could rember nothing.
It was dark outside; she turned on the light and glanced at the clock on the bedside table, eight thirty.
She didn’t intend to go out; she was afraid of running into anyone in the house, so she just leaned against the headboard.
"Knock, knock, knock"
She did not know how long she had been sitting when there suddenly ca a knock on the door.
Who could it be at this ti?
Ji Anning frowned, puzzled as she looked towards the door; the person outside knocked a few more tis.
It was only then that she responded, "Co in."
Then she stretched out her hand to turn on the light.
Upon receiving her permission, the person outside gently pushed the door open.
Seeing who it was, Ji Anning was very surprised, frozen for a mont before she gathered her spirits, "Grandpa."
The old man wore his usual grey pajamas, hands clasped behind his back, approaching her with a benign look in his eyes.
After calling out to him, Ji Anning remained surprised.
It seed to be the very first ti her grandpa had co to her room.
"Anning, why have you slept so long? Do you feel unwell?" Ji Zhengdao walked over to the bed and looked at her with concern.
Ji Anning hid her surprise and doubts, and guiltily shook her head, "No, I’m just a bit tired."
Ji Zhengdao didn’t press her further but continued to look at her kindly, "If you’d like sothing to eat, I’ll have Mrs. Wu make you sothing."
Compared to the change in his attitude towards her the last two tis, this ti his personal visit to knock on her door and express concern took her aback even more.
She felt particularly uneasy inside.
In front of him, she didn’t dare to be neglectful; she wanted to shake her head to decline, but her empty stomach cared not for her lack of appetite and was rumbling.
The sound was sowhat loud, and Ji Zhengdao heard it, chuckling, "Get up then, I’ll go tell Mrs. Wu."
Saying so, the old man turned and left.
"Grandpa..." Ji Anning watched his retreating figure, feeling an inexplicable sense of warmth. Hesitant for a mont, by the ti she decided to speak, his figure had disappeared.
Helpless, she could only get out of bed to wash up.
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