Click—
The old fingerprint lock slowly unlocked.
He Ao cradled Jia Xi with one arm, while his other hand held onto the cane and the carry-on case, gently pushing open the door.
The room was still shrouded in silence.
"The alarm system is operating normally."
The words of Eve ringing in his ears meant that the room had not been attacked during the time He Ao was away.
He Ao closed the door, walked toward the inner room previously occupied by his son, and laid the sleeping girl on the bed, covering her with a thin blanket.
He glanced at the familiar scenery inside the room, then sat beside his granddaughter, leaning against the wall.
He placed his cane in the corner between the bed and the wall, and set the carry-on case beside the bed.
He leaned against the wall like this, eyes slightly closed.
He Ao's spirit was not tired, but his body was very worn out.
