Qu Yan went back upstairs alone, and when she was alone in the quiet bedroom, the annoying baby cry came again.

Here again, it always appears so suddenly in the night when no one is around her.

She put cotton in her ears, trying to sleep tonight without the help of drugs, but the cry of the baby in her ear disappeared somewhat, and the cry of the baby in her heart came out again.

She was lying on the bed alone, and no matter what she thought, she would think of something terrible.

She has completely lost control of her thoughts.

She closed her eyes, and the baby's cry seemed to be heard in her ears. In the darkness in front of her, Xiao Cheng’s tombstone was faintly hidden. There was a tree beside his tombstone. There was a person hanging on the tree. It was vaguely in Yao's house before. The investor who committed suicide in front...

Her mind was full of dark and terrible things, not tormenting her for a second.

Endless nightmare...

Finally, she opened a pair of fully awake eyes, flew to her dressing table, and found her medicine in the drawer.

Qu Yan shrank subconsciously when he saw the woman in the mirror.

At a certain moment, she even thought that she would see a dead bone appearing in the mirror, like a painted monster that was stripped of human skin in Liao Zhai, or like a bone spirit in Journey to the West, or like a zombie in a zombie movie. appearance.

But she was nothing. The woman in the mirror was just horrified, as if a slight movement was enough to make her shrink under the bed and hide her face. Her face was as pale as paper, three parts like a person and seven parts like a ghost.

She was holding a packet of medicines in her hand, all of which were used to treat her postpartum depression.

But she doesn't know whether these medicines are effective or not. She feels that she has improved her mood a little and can do something normal, but somewhere else is starting to break down.

She seems to be a machine that has been in disrepair for a long time. After repairing this place and starting to operate, the problem popped up again.

At a certain moment, she felt as old as an old woman.

So, to save yourself, maybe only take medicine, right?

Thinking like this, she found the medicine and didn't even look at the dosage. She ate five pills for each bottle, because she remembered that the maximum dosage of her medicine was five pills.

If these medicines are really effective, then she should take more, it should be okay...

The moment the idea appeared in his brain, Qu Yan directly fainted on the dressing table.

Wake up, it is the early morning of the next day.

Qu Yan lay on the dressing table all night, and at first awake, he suddenly felt that his whole body no longer belonged to him.

Fortunately, this time, no one noticed that she was having problems taking the medicine again.

Her hands and feet were sore and sore, but fortunately, she could still be used by her, so she got up and went to wash first.

No matter what happened last night, she didn't want to be known or discovered by anyone.

Her postpartum depression is like her sin, making her want to hide it.

She cleaned herself up, looked at the person in the mirror with a white face, directly found cosmetics, put on her face like a brick wall, disguised her real self, and put on blush to make her look like a normal person. .

Of course, only she knows it, this is just what it looks like.

After putting on her makeup, she looked at her phone with energy and found that it was already 12 noon.

She slept for 12 hours this time.

But after getting enough sleep, she felt better after all, whether drinking poison to quench thirst or plucking meat to treat sores, it was better anyway.

She got up, feeling strangely that she was not hungry, so she went to the study and glanced at her account information first.

Sure enough, the number she can control on the book has reached nine zeros.

In that case, Huang Ping and their venture fund should be enough, Qu Yan thought to himself, and then went downstairs to show up.

"Madam, come and have lunch." Aunt Wang greeted her with a smile.

"Well, thank you." Qu Yan herself actually has no appetite, but in order to pretend that she is still a normal person, she knows that she should eat or she has to eat.

After eating, she mustered up the courage to look at Xiao Rui again.

Xiao Rui looks good. He sleeps in the crib with a peaceful expression.

It seems that he is less noisy only when he is asleep.

Thinking about this, Qu Yan had another strange idea in his mind—just let Xiao Rui fall asleep like this, and stay asleep until he grows up and sensible.

But as soon as the idea appeared in her mind, she herself followed the bizarre spit of it.

If a child sleeps all the time, how can he learn to be sensible?

It's just some unrealistic fantasy after all.

It's like she fantasizes about getting better.