After William Turner went upstairs to his room, he lay on the bed facing the ceiling, staring blankly at it. His mind was filled with scenes from last night, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.
Bang, bang, bang!
Upon hearing the knock on the door, William Turner instinctively withdrew his gaze from the ceiling and slowly tilted his head towards the door of his room.
The door was not closed, and after Lily Turner knocked, she walked over to her brother lying on the bed. "What are you thinking about so deeply?"
She had been standing at the door for quite a while, yet her brother didn't react at all. She had to knock on the door to remind him, lest her sudden appearance annoy her already irritable brother.
"Second sister!"
Seeing that it was his second sister, William Turner breathed a sigh of relief and sat up on the bed.
