By the river dam, in the small house, on the wooden bed.
Tongtong lay under a small quilt, pouting as she played on her phone.
"Damn it, Jiang Ning must be living it up at home, having the time of his life!" Xue Yuantong gritted her teeth, "having so much fun that he doesn't even reply to my messages!"
She sighed softly, her little hand drooping, and her phone landed on the soft quilt.
Sunlight streamed in from outside the window, making the room bright, and some unknown object cast a light spot on the wall.
Xue Yuantong stared at that spot of light, recalling how she used to reflect a light spot in the room with a lens when she was a kid, shining it wherever she wanted, feeling almost like a fairy.
She felt a surge of motivation inside, wanting to get up and recreate her childhood happiness.
