As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yan fell silent and prepared to stand.
"How long are you planning to stay here?"
Inside the room, her mother asked.
"It probably won't be for long."
Yao Wan gently shook her head before replying.
"I see."
There was a hint of disappointment in her mother's voice, though it was still within her expectations.
"Take good care of yourself."
"You too. Be careful..."
Yao Wan's voice was filled with deep reluctance to part.
"We're doing fine. Just take care of yourself."
Her mother gently stroked Yao Wan's head as she spoke.
Yao Wan nodded wordlessly.
"All right... Go on... He's waiting for you outside the door."
Her mother said.
Yao Wan pressed her lips together slightly, then rose and slowly walked toward the nearby door.
She already had a vague feeling that after this farewell, she had no idea how long it would be before they met again.
But in the end, she still took that step.
"Click—"
The door opened, accompanied by Yao Wan's final words.
"I love you all."
"I can tell."
Her mother spoke as she watched her leave the room.
Yao Wan pushed the door open and entered. What she saw was no longer her home, but an environment remarkably similar to the space within the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
"Wan'er."
Yao Wan turned toward the voice. Seeing Xiao Yan follow close behind, she could not help letting out a breath of relief.
When she lowered her head again, even the clothes she wore had become familiar. She knew clearly that she had returned.
"How did your talk with him go?"
Yao Wan asked casually. There was no need to expect her to pour out her heart to a stubborn man like her father. No matter how much time