The girl opened her mouth wide and took a deep breath, not exhaling, looking at the number in disbelief.

Her eyes widened, full of horror, her eyes were a little narrow, but they were opened a lot rounder by the girl, but even the corners of her eyes were a little bloodshot and red, as if they were about to burst it.

The girl leaned down, trying to see the number more clearly, more realistically, but the number seemed to be intent on having fun with the girl, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But the girl still kept her mouth open and staring, she buried her head down, and her shoulders were tightened upward, and she maintained such a posture, like a sculpture, and stood motionless on the scale, and like this, five minutes passed.

After five minutes, the girl slowly raised her head and looked at the wall in front of her.

The white, unstained piece of filth was reflected in the girl's pupils, and her eyes, her expression, all clearly showed a look of resistance, disbelief and shock.

The girl licked her lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and involuntarily opened her mouth slightly.

She shook her head, looking down once more at the display on the scale, which had no digital display.

Then she walked down and stood barefoot on the floor.

The ceramic floor, with a slight coolness, made the strong and distinct touch swell up from the soles of her feet, which stimulated the girl's brain at once, making her much clearer, and no longer unable to come back to her senses by the number blow.

The girl closed her mouth, trying to breathe normally, but her eyes were still fixed on the monitor on the scale.

The girl shuddered, and felt a sense of trepidation.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible......"

She just kept repeating those three words, after saying them a dozen times in succession.

The girl clenched her fists, exhaled deeply, and slowly lifted her right foot again, and when she stood on the scale, the number was displayed on the monitor again, and the girl followed with her left foot.

This time, the girl's movements were slower and more steady than the last time.

However, the result has not changed-

Fifty kilograms.

The girl was still standing on the scales with her head down.

But this time, the disbelief in the girl's eyes was a little less, she frowned, and her face was a little more gloomy.

Before the numbers could disappear, the girl didn't stay longer, as if she had decided a long time ago.

She weighed it, squatted down, flipped the scaler in a different direction and held it in her hand, broke open the small box containing the scale's battery, took out the battery inside, looked at it, turned it in her hand a few times, and then reinstalled it, and then put the scaler back in place.

After this series of sudden movements, the girl stood up, refusing to take her eyes off the scale, and the expression on her face was also very solemn, as if she was facing a serious problem.

This time, the girl didn't make any extra movements, she quickly stood on the scale, and as her left and right feet gradually stabilized, the numbers finally calmed down.

The girl looked at the number, sighed deeply, turned her face aside, and stopped looking at it, her eyes rolling impatiently and resentfully into the air as her head turned.

Now the girl, with an angry look on her face, closed her lips tightly and put her tongue on the right cheek.

Inadvertently, the girl saw a storage box with miscellaneous items placed under the coffee table in the hall.

As if she had suddenly remembered something, she quickly weighed herself up, didn't put on her shoes, and strode towards the storage box.

The girl quickly walked to the coffee table, sat down on the ground, took out the storage box with both hands and put it on her lap, and tugged at it indiscriminately, the expression on her face gradually became anxious and irritable.

Finally, the girl stopped her searching.

Her right hand came out of the box first, followed with her left hand, and she threw the storage box aside.

And in the girl's right hand, she was holding a brand-new, unopened round battery, which was contained in a scale.

The girl stood up with her left hand on the ground, and as she walked to the scale, she eagerly tore open the packaging of the battery and threw it on the floor without noticing.

The girl returned to the scale, crouched down again, replaced the original battery in the scale, tossed it aside, and replaced it with the new one.

She stood up, looked at her, and resumed her very cautious posture at the beginning.

Exhale, tense your body and slowly lift your left foot, then your right foot.

What is completely different from the previous ones is that this time, the girl's eyes are more expectant, but her expression is a little sad and longing.

Time is like a white horse passing through a gap, and in just such a moment, half an hour has passed.

And the sun rises a third of its head from the clouds, and it gradually illuminates every corner of the world.

It was also a coincidence, there was such a beam of sunlight, impartially shining on the girl's standing body, making the numbers on the scale even more visible, and even more dazzling.

Still, the number that hasn't changed.

The girl looked at the number, feeling lost, confused, indignant, and more wronged.

This kind of unprovoked grievance made the girl's heart swell, her eyes sour, and she wanted to cry uncontrollably.

The girl felt that she was tightly surrounded by the bitter water of the grievance, and she couldn't even tell what the other feelings she was mixed with couldn't tell what it was, but all of them were attributed to the grievance.

"Baby, are you weighing? How heavy is it now? The mother's voice came from behind her.