Qin Yin stared at the blank screen on the television, momentarily stunned. She turned to look at Nianzhi, who was sitting beside her. He had already removed the batteries from the remote control and was picking at the buttons with his tiny fingers.
When he couldn't pry them off, he resorted to biting them.
Qin Yin couldn't help but laugh and cry as she hurriedly snatched the remote control from his hands.
She put the remote back together, but the TV still wouldn't display any images. Qin Yin tried for a long time to fix it but couldn't, so she sighed and shook her head, thinking it must be fate.
Afterward, her days were spent either looking after Nianzhi or continuing her fashion designs. Life was peaceful, though the person online called 'Nian' had started contacting her more frequently.
