Early the next morning, Lin Chunju arrived at the hospital room as promised.
Lin Jianping was already waiting, with a smile Fang Miao had never seen before.
"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you."
"Look at you talking like that! I got up early, had breakfast, and came straight over. How much earlier could I be?"
"You should've eaten here with me. I've got special nutritional meals." Lin Jianping half-jokingly complained, "I just want to see you more before I leave so I can report back to Mom and Dad."
Lin Chunju couldn't bear to hear that; she felt a lump in her throat and a sting in her nose.
"Stop it! Can't you say something auspicious in the morning?"
Lin Jianping smiled and pulled his sister's arm, making her sit by the bedside.
"There are many things we both understand without saying. At our age, there's no point in deceiving ourselves."
"Even so, don't say it. It doesn't make you uncomfortable to say, but it's hard for me to hear."
