I remained silent and nodded.
Although I hadn't told her, anyone but a wooden person would have noticed their own recovery, right?
"Was it Yu Longting who healed you?" my mother asked, furrowing her brow.
I nodded again.
My mother became anxious immediately, "Did you agree to any harsh conditions from Yu Longting?"
I sighed softly and said in a low voice, "No, he didn't set any conditions."
Seeing the skepticism in her eyes, I explained, "After all that has happened, don't you know him by now? Always a harsh tongue but a soft heart."
My mom patted my hand and dropped the topic, "It's late, you should rest now."
At night, I lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Soft hair draped over my shoulders, carrying the scent of daisies from the conditioner.
I twirled my fingers through the ends of my hair, recalling how Yu Longting's fingertips had gently touched my scalp, tenderly massaging my hair.
Ever since I could remember, he was the person who washed my hair.
