Then, she bypassed her elder brother, who was wrestling with chestnut burrs in the courtyard, and headed straight for her own room.
"Sangsang..."
'Bang!'
The sound of a door closing cut off all of Lin Changhong's words, leaving him standing in a daze in the courtyard, cooled by the breeze.
Meanwhile, inside the room.
In fact, it wasn't Lin Caisang who had shut the door, but Ya Molian, who had been waiting in the room for her arrival.
"Brother Molian, it really is you."
Wrapped in a warm embrace, Lin Caisang felt it was real, not a dream.
"It's me, I've come back."
Ya Molian took a deep breath, then scooped up the little girl into his arms and sat down on the bed's edge.
"Sang'er, have you missed me these past days? Hm?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Caisang rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed.
"I haven't."
Worry, indeed, was real, after all, Brother Molian was in that merciless wolf's den. How could she not be worried?