A fleeting dream...
So what is it now?
A dream just awakened?
Daisy Ginger was silent for a long time before she nodded slightly.
She said softly, "You're right."
"...But," she walked over and leaned by the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside, lost in thought, "if emotions were like a faucet, turning on and off at will, there wouldn't be so many lovesick men and women in this world."
Ian Linton fell silent, and the hallway was quiet for a while. Daisy Ginger took a deep breath, gathered her emotions, and turned her head to smile at Ian Linton, "I'll go see Emily."
Ian Linton looked at her steadily, his gaze somewhat profound. He nodded, "I wonder if Emily will be afraid of you. If she has a stress reaction, remember to withdraw early."
Daisy Ginger acknowledged, turned around, and walked towards Emily Ginger's ward.
