In the midst of Han Jingnian's confusion, Xia Wan'an suddenly spoke: "374, 375, 376..."
As the numbers tumbled softly from her lips, she wrote the word "upright" over and over between her fingers.
"405, 406, 407..." She kept writing.
Han Jingnian glanced at the time on the wall- it was already 2 a.m. He squatted down and gently tugged on her arm, "It's time to sleep..."
She ignored him, her fingers moved swiftly on the wall.
He didn't know how many "upright" characters she had written, only when he heard her utter a "500", he spoke again: "Wan'an, it's really late, let's go to sleep..."
With that, he grabbed the hand that was continuously scribbling on the wall, trying to lift her up.
Before his hand could encircle her waist, she vehemently pushed him away, moved closer to the wall, and continued to write the word "upright": "530, 531, 532..."
Han Jingnian didn't interrupt her, he just squatted by her side at the wall.
