The next morning.
After what had happened yesterday, Senja was staring at the ceiling absentmindedly. It was like a dream… a very bad dream… a nightmare….
Her room was still a mess like how Xiao Tianyao had left it.
She didn't let anyone enter the room, not even Qianru.
After Xiao Tianyao broke everything that he could see and all that he could break, he slumped on the floor, pulled his hair and laid his head on his knees. Sometimes, Senja would hear his stifle scream or his painful sobbing.
He had never been so vulnerable like that before, never once.
After what it felt like forever, Senja stilled her heart and approached him, she knelt beside him, slowly and vey gently she stroked his hand, she didn't want to surprise him.
She just wanted to inform him that she was there and he wasn't alone. Senja didn't know what to say at that very moment, so she didn't try to say anything.
