I don't ask for much, just the occasional concern from you.
I will restrain myself from missing you and try not to disturb you.
"Knock knock knock—" There was a knocking at the door.
Mo Xiangwan walked in, "Yu, dinner is ready."
"I'm not hungry."
"You have a concert tomorrow, you can't afford any mishap now."
Su Yu fell silent for a moment, then softly "mm-hmmed" and stood up from the balcony.
She had just come to the living room.
"Thump thump thump," hurried footsteps followed.
Soon after, life assistant Cheng Xiaoxi leaned in and whispered, "Sister Yu, that Douyin account [April] you asked me to pay special attention to just posted a new video related to you."
"Give it to me!" Su Yu's expression changed slightly as she reached out for the phone.
Mo Xiangwan also came over.
She clicked play.
Soft music started playing, illuminating the dim screen featuring a sheet of paper and a pair of hands.
"It's my song," Su Yu said softly.