Song Xiangsi still didn't eat.
Perhaps Xu Jiamu was pestering her too much, because she got out of the bed and silently walked into Father Song's room and locked it.
He knocked for a really long time, but couldn't convince her to open the door. In the end, he started to search the whole place for another key.
When he finally found one, he opened the door to see Song Xiangsi on the ground, folding Father Song's clothes.
Xu Jiamu didn't say anything to disturb her. He softly walked over to her side, quietly crouched down and joined her in folding the clothes.
Song Xiangsi lifted her eyes, but only shot him a quick glance, as though she was thinking to say something to persuade him to leave. But then, she saw the swollen red back of his hand, and sealed her lips, as well as lowered her eyes. She silently continued to fold the clothes.
