Longing surged like a flood, once unleashed, it could not be contained.
Xu Qiaoqiao returned from the balcony to her bedroom and lay down on her bed, unable to fall asleep.
She tossed and turned in bed, images of Xu Mushen forever etched in her mind.
In the end, she decided to sit up and take a deep breath.
She put on her clothes and peeked into her mother's room, finding her soundly asleep.
Dr. Gong had given her mother sleeping pills tonight, making sure she would sleep till daybreak, which prompted Xu Qiaoqiao to put on her down jacket after some hesitation and step out.
She wore a red down jacket, a big one that wrapped her whole body.
Step by step, she walked down the street, observing her surroundings.
It was already past midnight.
There were few pedestrians.
Occasionally, there were people rushing home after working late into the night.
Once in a while, there were couples strolling leisurely in the snow.
She looked around.
