After taking a shower, Dong Xin Yan dried her hair, sat in front of the dressing table, and applied skincare products. She looked at herself in the mirror, the pallor on her face fading and gradually regaining a rosy glow. She smiled slightly at the mirror, thinking that on Ziyang's birthday, she must be beautiful and energetic to see him, so that... he wouldn't worry about her.
All things considered, it's been a long time since she last went to see him. During that period, she didn't dare to visit him, but she missed him, missed him terribly.
Fortunately, she would be seeing him soon.
She wondered how he was doing now, whether he was eating well, wearing well, sleeping well in the detention center, whether he had lost weight, whether it had been hard for him...
