She was still very young, but her body was already depleted.
Three years ago, her bloody and painful past had tortured her into a disease. Xia Xiaodie knew her body better than anyone else, and she did not have much time left.
She did not tell Su Yi, Aunt Pei, and Wen Jing that all the mechanisms in her body were actually deteriorating. It was very difficult for her to fall asleep at night, and she could barely sleep for two to three hours.
Her appetite was also starting to deteriorate. She would retch and feel nauseous.
She did not know what would happen to her tomorrow. Would she go deaf or go blind? She might forget many people and many things.
The future was very scary for her.
However, there was no fear or unease on Xia Xiaodie’s pale face. She curled her lips indifferently and went back to her room to get on the bed.
Xia Xiaodie gently held the sleeping Youyou in her arms. This cute little pink ball could always soften the heart of a person.