Su Qingyu and Shen Z

Su Qingyu's face was ashen, haggard and she beat relentlessly on the locked door.,Three days ago, my grandmother fell ill. I went home to visit her. As soon as I stepped into the room where I lived before getting married, I was locked inside.,She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for the past three days. It was a harsh winter, and her body couldn't take it anymore.。