Zhang Yalin knew that Song Yuwei's mood was bleak, so she stopped talking and instead left the inner chamber to come to the front hall of the clinic.
Recalling Ming Xizhi from the Ming family, Zhang Yalin was lost in a daze for a moment.
"What are you thinking about?" Unbeknownst to her, Song Yuwei, holding Didi in her arms, had already come to the front hall. Seeing Zhang Yalin daydreaming, Song Yuwei couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Yalin took the already sleeping Didi from Song Yuwei's arms, smiled slightly, and said, "Nothing much."
The two women sat there in silence, each harboring their own thoughts.
"Yalin," Song Yuwei called softly.
"Hmm?" Zhang Yalin looked up at Song Yuwei.
"What do you think life is really all about?"
Zhang Yalin thought carefully and said, "I... don't know."
