Perhaps it was the overwhelming sadness, or perhaps she was just too weak; in any case, after crying for a while, Wei Yang fell asleep heavily on Tang Xiaoquan's shoulder.
Seeing her so peaceful, the heavy stone hanging over everyone's heart finally dropped.
To avoid disturbing the girl's rest, Hu Xiaodong gently lifted her up, moving as if handling something fragile, as any small mishap could result in a big disaster.
Carefully, after placing the girl in the room specially cleared out for her, Hu Xiaodong tiptoed out, quietly closing the door behind him as he returned to the living room.
"How is she, Brother Hu?" Almost in unison, as soon as Hu Xiaodong returned, everyone eagerly asked.
Nodding slightly, Hu Xiaodong signaled to everyone not to worry too much, believing that with time, the girl would gradually recover.
