Looking at the blurry figure in the ice coffin, Leng Yebai wasn't as sad as imagined.
A faint smile hung on his face.
He thought, if the person inside was conscious, she'd probably want to see his smile, not him sobbing before the ice coffin.
Silence.
Leng Yebai stood there for a long time. From the beginning to when he turned and stood beside Bai Xiqin, he hadn't spoken a word.
"Alright, you've seen her, now hurry and go to sleep, it's too late, kids shouldn't stay up too late."
The Base Commander waved at Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai, indicating they could leave.
Before their son was born, the Base Commander and his wife discussed many considerations about raising children.
One of them was to ensure children develop the habit of going to bed early and waking up early.
Leng Yebai took one last, deep look at the blurry figure in the ice coffin before quietly walking toward the exit, holding Bai Xiqin's finger.
The Base Commander didn't come out; he was still inside.
