"Hello." The voice was gentle as water, Su Fanxing called out to the little girl, who still made no response.
However, she did not receive any response.
The little girl kept on tugging at the carpet, and in the end, having no choice, had to get up and hurriedly walked to the door.
Su Fanxing was about to give up, but when she saw the girl coming out, she raised her hand again to greet her.
The little girl looked at her, stunned and a little foolish as if she did not quite understand.
Meanwhile, Lin Tianyu had gone out to the balcony on his own, glanced down at the garden below where the originally blooming flowers were now enveloped in silvery light.
Not a hint of green was to be seen at a glance.
The cold wind that blew in did not dispel the warmth in his heart; in his mind, there was only the face of a little girl shocked and disbelieving, and those eyes that seemed to speak.
His heart softened.
