She still wanted to live.
"What are you doing here again?" she asked.
"I'm here to tell you that I really like that drawing."
His casual answer floated into Lin Caisang's ears. Hearing him say he liked it, Lin Caisang felt proud. After all, drawing was her only skill that she could feel proud of...
Damn it, her topmost skill was actually medicine!
"I'm glad you like it."
"Is the drawing made with an ink stone?" Ya Molian asked.
"Yes."
Lin Caisang confirmed.
"Brother Molian, when are you planning... to leave?"
After hesitating a while, she finally asked. She was sleepy and wanted to rest. This guy couldn't possibly stay in her room forever, right? That's not right.
"Wait, one last question." Hearing her question, the air fell silent for a while. Just as Lin Caisang was about to assume Ya Molian would get up and leave, she heard his voice again.
"What... question?"