章 921: How is this Different From Death?（5）

At that exact moment, in another city, Ling Tianya was looking out of the window into the same sky.

She was frantically thinking about her child and Ruan Zeyan.

Tiny Rice Ball was used to drinking his mother's milk. Since she wasn't at home, what was the baby being fed? Would he cry since he wasn't able to drink his mother's milk? Would he get sick?

And then there was Ruan Zeyan. He must be feeling horrible. Ling Tianya could imagine Ruan Zeyan's ice-cold eyes and fierce, otherworldly coldness.

Would Mom be silently crying because she was worried about her?

Grandmother was already quite old. Would this matter impact her health?

Grandmother and Luoluo came to visit her and Tiny Rice Ball every week. If she didn't see her this week, Grandmother would also become anxious. She had already experienced so much and could not take any more surprises.

And Father…