"Is it because dad died that you're not letting me see him——" Gu Mengmeng burst into tears, hiding her face, "Daddy..."
"Ah miss! Miss, please, don't cry!"
...
The noise outside had woken up Eleven as well. She muttered something incoherent, stretched out both hands from under the blanket, and yawned lazily. Along with the yawn, she made some discordant noises.
She still hadn't opened her eyes, which were squinted. Meanwhile, Gu Liancheng tilted his body to the side, propped up his temple with his left hand, watching her act like a kitten, an indulgent smile naturally broke across his face as always.
This morning, it seemed like nothing had changed.
He didn't want to worry about the commotion outside.
He stretched out his hand and brushed away the strands of hair falling on her face.
