"Hurry up!" Elder Shi pushed him.
Shi Lingyan hesitated as he looked at the young girl sleeping sweetly in the wardrobe, but still leaned slightly forward.
Shi Mei, with her back to them, clearly sensed Shi Lingyan's approach.
But just when Shi Mei thought Shi Lingyan was about to come hug her, he suddenly pushed her, his voice cold, "Get up."
Elder Shi: "..."
Aunt Chen: "..."
Shi Mei: "..." Okay, that's some fancy maneuver!
Shi Mei twisted her body, making a sleepy whimper.
Then, she moved backward.
Her body, already at the edge, suddenly hung in mid-air.
"Ah..." Shi Mei cried out reflexively, but before her body fell, someone supported her.
Shi Lingyan scooped her up directly.
The embrace they hadn't shared in a long time carried a faintly cool fragrance that quietly rushed to his nose.
A slight quake stirred in Shi Mei's heart, prickling with pain.
Turning her head, she saw Shi Lingyan's somewhat gloomy face.
