Whenever Dad acted like this, no matter how upset Mom was or how much she was crying, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Those days are gone, leaving only lingering fragrance.
.
The door silently swung open, and Shi Nian took a deep breath to regain her composure, sealing the memories away once more.
Inside S and Marina's room, it was still and dim, with no lights on.
The bed was covered with fresh flowers the students had brought, little dolls, and photos with her. The abundance was touching to see.
Glancing towards Marina's bed...
Marina wasn't there!
The quilt was spread out, slightly disordered. Shi Nian rushed forward to feel the bedding with her hand.
No warmth.
It's still late August; the warmth in a quilt couldn't dissipate so quickly. This showed that Marina had been gone for some time.
Moreover, Shi Nian herself was just in the girls' restroom, and she was sure she hadn't heard anyone else there, so Marina couldn't be in the restroom either.
