Shen Mianmian pursed her lips and probably guessed what was on his mind, "Since you can't sleep, come in and sit for a while!"
Shen Mianmian poured two cups of warm water, and the two sat on the stone benches in the yard, chatting idly.
"Why are you still not asleep at such a late hour?" Ruan Feng asked with concern.
Shen Mianmian took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and still decided to voice the speculation in her heart, "Dad, I always feel like Brother He Nan has come back. Recently, I often feel his presence around me. It's a very clear feeling, not like an illusion."
Hearing this, concern immediately clouded Ruan Feng's eyes, "Mianmian, if Xiaonan had come back, he would have come to see you first thing, he wouldn't just stay silent."
Although it was cruel, Ruan Feng had to address the stark reality; it was very possible that He Nan might never return.
If he could have returned, He Nan would have done so already, not vanished for five years.
