"You have a son named Mo Mo, and the child in your belly is named Xiao Xiao. Find a way to escape from Luo Ke and go find him. Even if you don't remember his face, trust me, he will surely remember you, knowing everything about you. As long as you see him, you'll recognize him as the man with black hair and eyes, who plays the piano beautifully and looks at you as if you're his Princess..."
Luo Xiaoqian carefully folded the completed tissue and then fell into difficulty once more.
Where should this note be placed?
After pacing around the room for a few more rounds, Luo Xiaoqian looked around but always felt unsafe. She returned to the bathroom, her gaze falling on the toilet's water tank. From a drawer, she found a small plastic bag used for cosmetics. Carefully, she put both her note and Leng Zimo's note in the bag, sealed it tightly, lifted the lid of the water tank, and cautiously placed the note inside.
