When the night grows still, one's ears become exceptionally sensitive. For someone like Xiao Lin, even a single embroidery needle falling to the ground would ring crystal clear in his ears.
Wu Shuang was a considerate woman. Not only did she change the dishes she served him daily, but she also prepared grooming tools for him. He enjoyed these different treatments, yet they shared no further communication. Yes, in the detention center, Xiao Lin refused any communication with others. He simply lay with his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
