There was a small corner with baby photos, including one of Lili asleep on Yan Cijin's chest and another of Bai Li crying openly the first time the child had called her Mother.
Yan Cijin stopped in front of those pictures and went quiet again.
Bai Li stood beside her. "Do you like it?"
Yan Cijin looked at the photos, then at Bai Li. Her voice came out soft and careful. "You remembered all of this."
"Of course I did."
"I did not think you would use our child's sleeping face as decoration."
Bai Li grinned. "That one was actually Lili's idea."
Lili jumped in place. "I said the baby picture must go there."
Yan Cijin's hand pressed to her own chest. "You both conspired against my emotions."
Bai Li nodded solemnly. "Yes."
"Without shame."
"Also yes."
Yan Cijin laughed then, a little shaky, but real. "You are both terrible."
Bai Li leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Terrible and handsome."
Yan Cijin's eyes flicked sideways. "You are always calling yourself handsome."
