Pain...
It hurts so much...
Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell rang.
She hasn't been around these past few years, only Zong Zheng knows she's home.
The agreement was to stay calm for three days, how long has it been?
Less than ten minutes.
The doorbell is still ringing.
She watched the bloodstain on the bandage deepen, slowly got up, and walked over.
Through the peephole, it wasn't Zong Zheng standing outside, but the neighbor Song Qing whom she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Mr. Song, is there anything I can do for you?"
Song Qing was surprised to actually hear her voice, "Miss Tang, you're back?"
"Yes, it's getting late, I can't invite Mr. Song inside, goodbye." Tang Tang covered her wrist and ran inside.
The medical kit was still there, but doing it with one hand was quite difficult.
She didn't know when the wound had reopened.
Song Qing stood outside; he had been ringing the bell for years, never receiving a response, but today she was actually back.
