Hungry.
Wen Yun took a shower and usually fell asleep the moment she hit the pillow, but with her stomach empty, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Since her mother left, Wen Yun's meals had been irregular, and she developed stomach pain because of it. If she went to bed late, she had to eat something, or else her stomach felt unbearably hungry.
She was already exhausted from working overtime today, but when she got home, she couldn't eat the bread she had saved for herself, and now her whole body felt uncomfortable, her stomach especially.
She rolled back and forth in bed.
'Knock knock.'
The door suddenly knocked, and Wen Yun, who was feeling unwell, was startled.
"Wen Yun, are you feeling unwell?"
Passing by Wen Yun's room on his way back, Meng Yanzhi felt he heard faint noises from inside, and felt as if Wen Yun might be in discomfort.
"No."
Wen Yun replied weakly, adding in her heart: Because I'm hungry.
