Mother Lin walked into Lin Yilin's room and looked at the blanket caterpillar curled up on the bed.
"Your senior is cooking for someone else's girlfriend."
"I know."
The caterpillar shifted, and a muffled voice came from inside.
Mother Lin paused, then said:
"Your senior just told me that because of you, he was always arguing with his girlfriend. Now that everything's cleared up, he can finally breathe easy."
Lin Yilin poked her head out and stared at Mother Lin.
"Mom, you're making things up."
"But he does seem to care about you. He asked how you were feeling."
That man had too many thoughts, all tucked away so tightly that no amount of asking could get them out.
Even if Linlin got together with him someday, she'd be the one who got hurt the most.
Better to feel bad for a little while now than to suffer for the rest of her life later.
"Mom, you're making things up again."
Lin Yilin tucked her head back in. Mom was always lying to her; she'd done it ever since Linlin was little.
Her senior never talked to other people about his troubles, and he'd never ask Mom to check how she was doing.
"I'm not lying to you."
Mother Lin said.
Lin Yilin turned into a wriggling blanket worm, squirming around a few times without answering Mother Lin.
Silly girl. They could call her silly, but she was downright clever in some ways.
And they could call her clever, but she was downright silly in others.
Mother Lin patted the bed helplessly.
"Get some good sleep. Tomorrow, we'll go pray at the Mazu Temple and get rid of this bad luck."
"Can my senior and the others come too?"
"Sure. We can take the monster itself along and have Mazu