And Love

"Hm?"

Li Chunhua, who was crouching while admiring a bunch of colorful flowers, raised her head. 

"Brother Jie, did you hear something just now?"

Contrary to her sister, Li Junjie just stood with his hand folded in front of his chest with a bored expression. He showed no interest whatsoever in the flowers or view.

"No. You sure it wasn't your imagination?"

Li Chunhua wasn't convinced, so she looked up to the building, particularly to one balcony on the second floor, where Meng Renshu's room was supposed to be. It was empty with no one in sight.

"Strange. I thought I heard Xiaoyi calling our name."

Li Junjie didn't respond, so Li Chunhua quickly brushed it off as nothing and continued taking a picture of the bed of flowers.

***

Meng Renshu had never felt so pathetic before. Hearing Li Caiyi's explanation was like receiving a slap on the face.