At dusk, the gate of the prison cell slowly opened before the old man. It revealed a woman on the monotonous bed. She appeared to be in a deep sleep. Upon hearing the piercing sound of the gate, she slowly opened her eyes.
She saw her father.
"Were you asleep?" the old man asked.
"I must've slept for quite a while; the piano sounded lovely." Luo Xian looked up, gazing at the old man at the door. "Have you come to pick me up, Father?"
"Yes." The old man nodded slowly and asked, "Lost control again?"
"I saw an ad about discounted fresh vegetables nearby and encountered it while out shopping," Luo Xian said with a guilt-ridden smile. "I couldn't help myself... But the overall outcome was good, right? It seems I've done a good deed."
"Is that so?" Luo Lao agreed, pulling her up from the bed and dusting off her shoulder. "Let's head home then."
"Okay." Luo Xian nodded and obediently followed.
