Xu Jiamu figured that Song Xiangsi had ran out on her own again, so he rushed over to Father Song's room, and pushed open the door.
Song Xiangsi jumped in fright from the sudden entrance. As she abruptly sat up, she looked at him and asked, a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Xu Jiamu let out a sigh of relief. "Nothing."
Then he closed the door and quickly tidied up the dining table.
When he went back into Song Xiangsi's room, a deafening roar of thunder came through the windows. He paused for a moment in the living room, then eventually turned to Father Song's bedroom. He pushed open the door and saw Song Xiangsi shivering, curled up in bed.
He felt a sharp pain at the bottom of his heart. He closed the doors and walked swiftly over to her bedside. "Xiangsi?"
