In the old-fashioned bungalow, the dim chandelier swayed due to the sudden opening of the door. The light flickered on and off the girl huddled beside the bed. The girl raised her head, her eyes were swollen, and tears were gathered on her palm-sized face. She opened and closed her mouth and said, "Brother, is it you? You are back to find Xiner, right?"
The patter of rain penetrated the dilapidated roof and struck the forgotten copper basin in the corner. The boy's silence, accompanied by the chaotic sounds, felt as unbearable in the girl's heart.
"Brother must have known that I would be waiting for him at home, so he went to deal with more important things. Now that he's done with it, he came to pick up Xin'er, right?"
The girl didn't give up, and slowly climbed out of bed, opened her arms, hugged the boy she loved most, and hugged her with all her strength, as if she could find the answer she wanted, but she didn't know that her trembling betrayed her. After waiting all day and night, all the answers were self-evident...