Bao looked at Lu Chenyuan and let out a piercing scream to vent his emotions.
Lu Chenyuan reminded him, "Someone is sleeping upstairs, try to keep your voice down a bit."
Bao lay on the ground and began to cry, his emotions collapsing. Lu Chenyuan felt his own emotions crumbling, struggling to keep his temper in check.
Lu Chenyuan figured he might as well let him cry it out; once he got tired, he would fall asleep. He had never heard of a child crying themselves to death, after all.
Suddenly, Bao pushed himself up on his arms and charged toward the wall. He had not slept for two days, and with his manic-depressive disorder flaring up, his energy seemed limitless.
Lu Chenyuan hadn't grasped what was happening when he heard a dull thud.
Upon hearing Bao's escalating cries, Lin Yan couldn't stay put any longer. She dashed downstairs to find Bao covered in blood, which turned her face deathly pale as panic set in.
