"Sis—" The hospital room was dark, the rain outside casting the space into a deep gloom. Yin Cheng called out softly. He was propped against the headboard, a sketchbook resting on his knees, his expression difficult to discern in the dim light.

"You’re drawing again? I thought we agreed you should take it a bit easier," Yin Xiamo replied, a hint of gentle complaint in her smile. She reached out and flipped the main light switch, flooding the room with brightness. "Look what your sister bought for you!" "What is it?" Yin Cheng asked, curiosity piqued.

"You’re going to love it!" She winked, walking over happily. Just as she was about to place the thick stack of art books on Xiao Cheng’s bedside table, she suddenly noticed Zhen En was also in the room.

"Zhen En, you’re here too."

Yin Xiamo greeted her with a smile, but Zhen En stood by the window, an indescribable strangeness about her demeanor.

"Uh..." Zhen En stared at her blankly, as if her presence was somehow improper, then shifted her gaze away from Xiamo in another direction.

Yin Xiamo subconsciously followed Zhen En’s line of sight—to the small red sofa directly opposite the hospital bed.

The person sitting there had eyes as dark as night, staring deeply at her, as if a dense mist permeated his gaze. He slowly stood up, his sight fixed entirely on her face.

"Long time no see."

Luo Xi’s voice was slightly husky, like the fine rain outside, and in that instant, the entire world seemed to fall utterly silent.

Summer of Bubbles III