Su Anya stood by the window, looking outside at the dark sky.
When she looked at those greyish clouds, they looked like some demons, her past demons, who were still chasing her in this life.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even realize someone's presence behind her.
"Anya," Lu Rayansh tapped on his shoulder.
Lu Rayansh had dropped Su Anya and her siblings at their home. Before going home, he wanted to make sure that everything was fine. He came out of the twins' room and was relieved to see that Su Qing was peacefully sleeping.
He moved towards the window where Su Anya stood still, her silhouette illuminated by the moonlight. Her slender frame was rigid, and for a moment he thought he could sense a feeling of loneliness emanating from her.
Su Anya came back to her senses and turned around, "You haven't left yet." She looked at the wall clock and frowned.
"It's getting late. You should go home."
