Sheng Yin managed to slip away from her sister's watchful eyes and approached Yan Jin. She was drawn to him, sensing a kindred spirit. Despite their brief encounter, she felt that Yan Jin saw her as a whole person, not just someone with a disability. This was a rare experience for her, and her curiosity grew.
As she neared, Yan Jin reached out and gently lifted her into his arms. "You don't like big crowds either?" he asked, his voice soft.
"No," a small voice echoed in his mind, surprising him.
"Teach me how to do that," Yan Jin requested, intrigued.
"You have such a powerful soul, and you don't know how?" Sheng Yin's mental voice sounded genuinely surprised.
He shook his head. "No one has ever taught me."
"Grandma taught me," she replied. "She said the power of the soul is the power of the will."
"Your grandma sounds awesome," Yan Jin said with a smile.
