Lin Wei's fingers slowly curled, gripping the bag in her hand. She fell silent for several seconds before she slowly lifted her head, "Is this for me?"
Song Jin stared at the young girl standing by the bed for a while, then emotionlessly shifted his gaze away, his tone as indifferent as ever, "Yes, it's for you."
Lin Wei's throat felt a little dry, her chest pounded with a strong emotion. After a good while, she managed to speak, "Thank you, Auntie Song." Lin Wei felt a sting at the corner of her eyes, she lowered her head, "Auntie Song, if there's nothing else, I... I'll go out first."
"Hmm," Song Jin watched Lin Wei leave, as if struggling with something. She started to say something several times but stopped herself. Even when the young girl gently closed the door behind her, she still hadn't spoken.
Back in her room, Lin Wei leaned against the door, tilted her head back and stood for a while. Only when the sour feeling in her eyes faded was she able to relax.
