On the bed, her pajamas were arranged in a human shape lying in the spot where she slept, as if intending to use these pajamas to replace her presence. Her hairbands could be found in the bathroom, on the table in her room, and on the bedside table.
Apparently, He Zhilan did this deliberately, wishing to leave her traces everywhere.
Unable to help it, He Teng suddenly laughed out loud. He shook his head, seeming helpless with He Zhilan's childish behavior.
He walked over, picked up her pajamas and thought about washing them later when he came back in the evening. Then, he went over to the wardrobe. He had originally thought of changing his clothes, but as his hand touched the wardrobe door, all He Teng could think about was how He Zhilan had banged into this door and cried out in pain the day before.
