Tang Xiaowan finished mocking herself and then hummed a little tune as she departed, bouncing along the way, still that same melody, still with only one word.
"La la la, la la la, la la la la la; la la la, la la la, la la la la la..."
She didn't know what the melody was called.
When Mei Garden got injured and fell into a coma, the melody had appeared in Tang Xiaowan's dream just once. Upon waking up, she remembered it and found herself feeling particularly comfortable whenever she hummed it, as if her mother was accompanying her.
She hadn't told anyone about it, not even Li Zishen.
Perhaps, it really was a lullaby!
"I look so cute, my mother must have loved me very much, surely she would often coax me to sleep, tell me stories, and make delicious food for me."
Yes, that's right, it must be like that!
By the time Tang Xiaowan arrived at the Foreign Language College, Chen Yu was already waiting downstairs at the teaching building, holding a white plastic bag stuffed full.
