But...
She couldn't do anything.
Just swallowing dumplings with tears.
Crying quietly so much that she couldn't bear it.
The dumplings were so delicious, and yet she cried while eating them.
But it was really unbearable, the longing was flooding over her, but all she could choose was not to see him.
After eating a few dumplings, she really couldn't eat any more, so she put the remaining dumplings on the table next to her. She held the blankets and looked aimlessly at the sky.
After twelve o'clock, when the night was deep, the entire neighborhood quieted down.
The households started turning off their lights.
Zuo Aiai couldn't sleep, gazing out the window in the dark.
And then she heard a strange noise outside the door.
In the dark, she stared wide-eyed in tense anticipation.
She listened carefully, and she could clearly hear that her front door had been opened, and then closed again.
A thief?