Ling Yiyi's hearing was so acute that it bordered on eerie.
Maybe Ling Yiyi herself didn't realize it, but Yi Lin, after making a comparison, immediately noticed something unnatural.
Could this be... an ability?
A talent?
Yi Lin helped Ling Yiyi pack her bags simply.
Sitting to the side, Ling Yiyi listened to the rustling sounds, seemingly able to sense each of Yi Lin's movements through the subtle noises.
Although neither of them spoke, neither Ling Yiyi nor Yi Lin felt the atmosphere was awkward.
On the contrary, there was a feeling that... it was just as it should be.
"All set."
After finishing packing, Yi Lin easily lifted the seemingly heavy suitcase and naturally supported Ling Yiyi, stepping slowly out of the orphanage doors under the elderly onlookers' blessings.
Of course, before leaving, Yi Lin didn't forget to remind the director not to mention his and Ling Yiyi's names again.
