"Dad wants us to go back to the Xu Family." Xu Qinghe turned sideways, gazing at Ji Ying's sleepy face, unable to keep her eyes open—he felt no trace of sleepiness himself.
Recently, because of this, Xu Qinghe had been thinking it over and over.
"Oh."
Ji Ying responded absently, but in the next moment, she opened her eyes wide. All traces of sleepiness were gone from her eyes.
"What did you just say?" Ji Ying turned over, looking straight at Xu Qinghe. The moonlight streaming in from the window made it easy to see each other's faces.
"I—Dad wants us to go back to the Xu Family. What… do you think?" Xu Qinghe lowered his voice as he spoke.
"I don't want to go back." Ji Ying replied without even thinking: "Even though we live in the old house, with wind leaking everywhere, the roof dripping rain, we—five of us together—are free."
Freedom—yeah, there's no father-in-law or mother-in-law above us, no scheming sisters-in-law either.
