Yaen Chi stared at her without blinking, something in his eyes sinking down, he gently pinched her little finger's nail and asked softly: "Want to go out?"
Ye Wanting didn't look at him, nor did she respond.
She looked at the mother and son as if self-torturing, and took a long time before turning around.
Yaen Chi followed her.
She headed straight to the end of the corridor where there was a large window, but a few more steps would take her to the smoking area. Yaen Chi didn't let her go there, pulled her hand and brought her into the elevator.
Outside the hospital, there was a 24-hour convenience store.
Yaen Chi got a cup of milk tea, prepared it and handed it to Ye Wanting.
He sat next to her, opened a new pack of cigarettes, pulled one out, but forgot there was already one behind his ear. He tried the lighter twice but didn't light it, shielding the flame, he took a thin puff once the cigarette was lit, holding it between his fingers.
