Nine Gate.
On top of the mountain…
Nan Chiyou rested her hand on her cheek, staring blankly at the sky.
Ever since Nan Luo said those words to her that day, she would often sit on the mountain and stare.
She did not say anything; no one knew what she was thinking.
No matter how Qiu Hui tried to comfort her, it did not help.
She would stay there for the whole day, except for mealtimes, and would not leave the mountain.
"Xia Xia..."
A hand rested on Xia Xia's shoulder; her voice was gentle, with a little relief.
"Xia Xia, it's cold here. Let's go back and rest. If you get sick, your parents would be heartbroken when they come back."
"Aunt Qiu..." Xia Xia turned around, her eyes glistening with a light as bright as the stars in the sky. "When do you think Father and Mother will return?"
