Tao Yueyue looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, her tears had dried and flowed repeatedly. The night outside the window was dark and gloomy, and the scattered windows with their lights on outside were like lanterns floating in the vast night sky.

After a long inner struggle, her eyes finally became firm. Fantasy and regret wouldn't save her. If she wanted to go home, she would have to rely on herself!

She walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked down. This was a ten-story high-rise building. She had no way of escaping from the window. Of course, she could choose to jump, but that was meaningless. She had to survive!

The bedroom door had a metal ball-shaped handle which could only be locked from the inside. Was Zhou Xiao not worried about her running away late...