Li Beinian paused and looked up. She saw something in Mu Xichen's expression.
His long and slender fingers tapped his knee lightly as he trained his gaze on Li Beinian. The girl was silent for a moment. There was something unfathomable in his gaze.
"Hoping to see me for one last time," Li Beinian murmured softly, repeating his words.
See her for one last time.
Was that all he meant?
"Is he really going to die?" Li Beinian asked. She sat down on the bed and leaned against Mu Xichen.
Mu Xichen pondered for a moment and nodded. "Yes."
"Uh huh." Li Beinian nodded. She wasn't quite sure what she was feeling.
There was no joy nor sadness.
It was as if the person who was about to die, had nothing to do with her.
Mu Xichen raised his hand and brushed the wet hair back from her forehead. He said unhurriedly, "If you don't see him now, you'll never be able to see him again. So, go if you want to."
