Yi Jinli knew that Ling Yiran did not like the dark; even when she went to bed she would always sleep with the lights on.
In the past when they were still staying in a rental house, she was able to sleep with the light off for a while. However, she reverted to the habit of sleeping with the lights on later.
He frowned slightly. Was she not in the room?
However, just as he was about to turn away, he heard muffled crying.
She was there!
There was a sudden pause in his tracks and then his hand reached the wall to turn on the lights. Consequently, light poured into the room.
All Yi Jinli could see was a thin figure that was huddled in the corner of the room. She was crouching with her back facing the wall; her face was buried in her knees, and her shoulders were twitching. The low, repressed sobs came from her continuously.
Was she crying?
His black eyes narrowed, and he quickly walked up to her. Crouching down and looking at her, he asked, "What's the matter? What happened?"
Ling Yiran was stunned by his voice. Moving her head slightly, she raised it and looked at him with her misty, almond-shaped eyes.
Her eyes were red and swollen, and she had been crying for some time. Her face was wet with tears, and her fragile and painful expression made Yi Jinyi’s heart throb with pain.
He seldom saw her cry, but whenever he saw her do so, he felt helpless.
"Tell me, what happened?" It took him a while to find his voice.
She sniffed as she choked, "I... I can't find where my mother is. I can't find... can't find..."
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