Chapitre 1040: That's not mom

She was ordered by her family not to go out. At the very least, before her arm recovered, she would not go out. Fortunately, she had a quieter personality. She would stay at home and read a book every day. Perhaps a day would pass by. It was a waste of time and life.

She shook her head, opened the cabinet, and picked up the doll in the cabinet. She curled herself up on the rocking chair on the balcony and started to rock it gently.

The sun was shining brightly outside. She squinted her eyes, and her thick eyelashes slowly closed.

However, she did not sleep in peace. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted together. It hurt. Suddenly, she sat up and instinctively reached out to hold her head. When she touched her hair, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.

It was all a dream. In the dream, she had become bald. She could still remember the feeling of powerlessness and inferiority, as if it had happened to her before.