Bai Xiaonian leaned against the wall, her heel almost touching the wall to hide herself in the shade under the eaves. But even so, the heat wave inundating Bai Xiaonian made her hardly able to breathe.
This happened until the form teacher stood in front of Bai Xiaonian with a pale face, shielding her from the warm sunlight that was about to invade her legs and calling out her name in a soft voice. He stuttered the truth of her mother's death…
When the servant came over with the slightly cold water, Bai Xiaonian was sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, looking as if she had fallen asleep.
The servant slowed down and walked over quietly, placing the cup on the coffee table…
The slight sound of the coffee table and porcelain cup knocking against each other still managed to startle Bai Xiaonian.
She had fallen asleep in a daze, and for some reason, she had dreamed of the day her mother passed away.
