Curled up on the edge of the bed, Feng Jinglei looked at the pitch-dark room where she couldn't see her own hand, her fear growing thicker and thicker as she desperately sought light, a glimmer of brightness, yet no matter how she searched, all that pursued her was endless darkness, as if it was about to completely swallow her!
"No..." She didn't want darkness, didn't want loneliness, didn't want her parents' death, didn't want to be all alone in this world.
Due to the rainy weather, there wasn't a shred of moonlight outside, only darkness.
Feng Jinglei curled up, trembling incessantly, her fear of darkness developing into a psychological disorder gradually after her parents passed away.
That was the third day after her parents' deaths, the empty house leaving only her behind. Since the family business was taken, all the servants and housekeepers left, in the 20-million-yuan villa, she was left isolated and alone.
