But looking at Jin Chengyu's hopeful, anxious expression, she couldn't bring herself to say anything.
He'd done this for her. Put thought and effort into creating a space he thought she'd like.
"It's... nice," she managed to say a positive word, "Thank you, Dad."
"I'm so glad you like it!" Jin Chengyu beamed, some of the worry easing from his features. "I wasn't sure what colors you preferred, so I tried to make it cheerful and...."
"I need to rest for a while," Zhou Yuxi interrupted, suddenly exhausted by the effort of maintaining a pleasant expression.
"Of course, of course. You must be tired after everything." Jin Chengyu stepped back, ushering Jin Zixuan out of the doorway. "We'll be right outside if you need anything. Anything at all."
Zhou Yuxi nodded, then closed the door firmly and locked it from the inside.
She stood there for a moment, forehead pressed against the cool wood, feeling the weight of the day crashing down on her.
