Perhaps because of the two noisy children, or because everyone thought she did not like fish, no one spoke. But, after that, Su Xiaowan never saw that dish again at home.
Seeing the fish, Su Xiaowan was reminded of Han Dongchen and wondered where he was now, as he hadn't even sent a message.
Before, she at least knew he was on the school grounds or nearby for training, but now, she had no idea which team he had said he was joining.
Su Xiaowan lay on the heated brick-bed, unconsciously reaching up to touch the bullet that hung around her neck.
Han Dongchen had said that this bullet had once been very close to his heart.
Did that mean he had been severely injured and almost died? Every time she thought about this, Su Xiaowan felt unbearable anguish, her eyes glistening with tears. She couldn't help but take it off and press it to her lips to give it a soft kiss.
