This night, Xiang Wan couldn't sleep.
She barely stayed in bed until dawn, listening to the chirping of birds in the treetops outside the window. Getting out of bed, she opened the window completely, and the cool morning breeze, carrying a thin mist, hit her face. The fresh air invigorated her, and the heaviness that had been pressing on her heart seemed to loosen a little.
She dressed and cleaned herself meticulously, informing Zhang Ma in advance that she was going to visit the cemetery.
She knew that without Zuo Xingyun's permission, she couldn't go anywhere.
After speaking with Zuo Xingyun on the phone, Zhang Ma nodded at her, suggesting that Zuo Xingyun hadn't refused her request.
As she was about to leave, Nianniian couldn't bear to part, rubbing against Xiang Wan's ankles.
Xiang Wan bent down to pick up Nianniian, gently stroking its soft fur, "Be good and stay home; I'll be back soon."
