Xia Qingyi peered at him and stayed unmoving on the spot.
"Why are you still standing there like a fool, don't you want to go upstairs and sleep!"
Only then did Xia Qingyi climb on his back and curled herself up into a ball, her eyes staring fixedly at the whorl on his head.
It was only after Mo Han stood up with her on his back that he realized how light she was. His hands felt how bony her legs were. She did not put her arms down around his neck, but had carefully placed them on his shoulders in a cross. He could even feel the bones in her thin arms.
"I left work too late today," Mo Han said.
"I know."
"Don't wait for me next time, watch some television if you're bored and you'll fall asleep after a while."
"Yes."
Mo Han reached a hand out to press for the lift button, and the two of them entered the lift. Xia Qingyi said, "My legs aren't numb anymore, you can put me down now."
