"I'm feeling a bit tired, I'll go upstairs to sleep for a while. You can start lunch an hour later."
"Alright."
The aunt nodded repeatedly, "Madam, let me help you upstairs to rest."
"No need, I can manage."
Mu Chenxi declined the aunt's offer, and stood up from the sofa, taking slow, deliberate steps upstairs.
From now on, she must learn to walk her path alone and never depend on anyone else.
Dependency had failed her twice, each time more fatally than the last.
...
After going upstairs, Mu Chenxi lay on the bed on her side, curled up and closed her eyes.
She really wanted to fall asleep, for sleep would alleviate the discomfort.
But the more she tried to sleep, the harder it proved to be.
Too many memories and images continuously replayed in her mind like slides.
After a long struggle, she still felt no trace of sleepiness.
Mu Chenxi stopped forcing herself as lying in bed desperately trying to sleep but failing was too agonizing.