On a sunny afternoon, on a single hospital bed, Leng Youchen held Wei Anning closely, their bodies pressed tightly together. He played with her short hair while she rested her head on his chest, fiddling with the square diamond button on his shirt.
Time was peaceful, and the years were kind.
Wei Anning said softly, "Leng Youchen, is the situation in London really bad?"
Just after leaving the bathroom, she searched her name on her phone, only to find that all the negative news online had been completely removed. She also searched for keywords related to the protests, but found no news at all.
Daisy was so smug, having Div ramp up the hype and protest efforts. How could she not find a single piece of news?
Unless Leng Youchen had already gotten someone to suppress it.
