Xiao Zhi threw himself onto the bed, his eyes vacant as he stared at the ceiling. His chest felt tight and heavy, a searing pain wracking him.,Before, Xiao Zhi was the kind of person who stayed home a lot. As long as he had a computer and a phone, if he didn't have anything to do, he could spend his time creating things, reading novels, watching movies, and playing games all by himself. He could stay indoors for days on end.,After lying in bed for about 5 minutes, Xiaozhi finally got up slowly and walked upstairs.。