"It's all right, it's all right."
Xia Ya's tone carried an easy certainty that brooked no argument.
Instead of handing her the paper bag directly, he stood and walked over to the small table on the other side of the hospital bed.
The table was usually used for cups and medicine. He set the paper bag steadily on its surface.
Then he reached into the bag and took out a pure white cardboard box.
The box was perfectly square, with a beautiful bow tied from a golden ribbon on top.
As he moved, a faint, sweet fragrance drifted out through the gaps in the box, mingling with the scent of disinfectant in the hospital room in a strangely contrasting way.
He untied the ribbon and opened the lid.
Inside was a strawberry cake, carefully wrapped in transparent edging paper.
The cake was exquisitely made.
The sponge cake was fluffy and soft, an enticing pale yellow. Its top was covered in a thick layer of snowy whipped cream, beaten to perfection and spread with beautiful, casually flowing marks from a spatula.
At the center of the cream sat a large, bright-red strawberry, whole and intact. A thin glaze of syrup gleamed over its surface, making it look plump and juicy.
After deciding to visit Mayu, Xia Ya had indeed spent a long time considering what gift would be appropriate.
Flowers were too ordinary, while he had no idea what sort of books she liked.
Even with the experience of another soul, he had little practical knowledge of how to deal with someone her age who had just suffered through a trauma.
To be honest, he had absolutely no idea what he should bring.
So he went to ask Jiliang and Lacus Clyne first.
When Xia Ya raised the question, Jiliang's face