The light flickered on, immediately filling the bedroom with its blinding glare.
Chu Liangxia stood before him, her spine ramrod straight, wearing a white cotton nightgown, barefooted with her clean little feet exposed, her hair draped loosely over her shoulders. Her short hair had grown unconsciously, now falling to her chest.
Her locks hid her cheeks, making her palm-sized face look even more delicate. She blinked her clear, shining eyes, the reflected light making them even brighter.
She was just looking at Ling Xize.
Silent, her expression usual, as if she wasn't overly emotional.
"Did you hear?"
In the end, it was Ling Xize who spoke first.
"Mhm." Chu Liangxia softly responded.
"Have you given up hope?" Ling Xize asked, gazing intently at her.
"Mhm."
Chu Liangxia nodded her head.
"Anything you want to say?"
After a pause, Chu Liangxia shook her head and then slightly nodded.