Has she left?
That's impossible.
He suddenly recalled something and walked toward the bathroom. From behind the tightly closed door, he could distinctly hear the sound of running water.
Startled, he pushed open the door at once and was assaulted by a gust of warm, misty air.
He widened his eyes in an attempt to see through the thick mist and, finally, caught sight of a figure sitting inside the spacious bathtub.
The shower was heated, and the temperature difference was big.
He turned to close the bathroom door before walking over to her slowly and stooping next to her.
Lin Xueya was sitting inside the bathtub, hugging her knees with her arms folded together. She had not removed the clothes on her as the water from the showerhead above fell on her.
She buried her face in her crossed arms, looking sad and lonely. There was not a word of reply from her when the man softly called her name several times.
