She lifted the little girl onto her own bed, surrounded her with a blanket, not minding at all that her bare feet had been walking on the ground just moments before.
The little girl deeply inhaled the rose scent ingrained in the blanket. She clutched it tightly, letting the residual warmth from the covers seep into her heart.
Yin Ci opened the bedside drawer, took out some small snacks and shared with the little girl before opening a bag of her own and sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"What's your name? How old are you this year?"
"My name is Fang Yu, and I'm eight years old this year."
Fang Yu obediently answered, her little hands unable to open the snack bag, looking like a pitiful kitten as she offered pleading eyes to Yin Ci.
"Let me help you."
Yin Ci popped her own snack in her mouth and easily ripped open Fang Yu's snack packaging.
"Thank you, sister."
Fang Yu grinned at her, her somewhat chapped lips making her smile less frightening.
Yin Ci returned her smile.