Chen Yiran spent some time sitting with Tianxin's father in the living room, chatting idly until Tianxin emerged from the bathroom, at which point he excused himself and left.
During the two days Tianxin's mother was home, Tianxin finally had the chance to sleep peacefully every night without worrying about someone ambushing her and toiling away all night.
It was a pity that this sweet respite didn't last long, for school started not too long after.
The day before enrollment, Chen Yiran sighed non-stop as he drove to send Tianxin to N City.
Finally, after he sighed for the thirteenth time, Tianxin prodded his arm, unable to bear it anymore. "Brother Yiran, why do you keep sighing? What's on your mind?"
Chen Yiran, both hands on the wheel, turned his deep, dark eyes upon her. His gaze gleamed with a hidden sadness. He simply looked at her silently before sighing yet again.
