Chen Yiran cracked a slight smile, pinched her cheek, bent down, and effortlessly lifted her into his arms, starting down the stairs without any difficulty.
Tianxin snuggled in Chen Yiran's arms, feeling so weak she couldn't even speak.
"What have you been up to, that you're this tired??" After Chen Yiran buckled Tianxin into the car, he walked around to the driver's side, settled into his seat and asked her.
Tianxin slumped in her seat, closed her eyes and rested for a bit before looking at Chen Yiran with a pitiful expression. "My mom's coming home tomorrow. When I got home, I saw dust covering the floor, even the comforters had collected a layer of dust. The house had been empty for over a week and even the air felt cold. I ended up mopping the floor, wiping the tables, changing the bedsheets, washing the duvet covers... I was already tired, and after all that, I probably won't move for two days."
