Theyâre leaving the Maldives today. If Night Hawk doesnât make a move now, there might not be another chance in the future.
Thereâs still an entire hour until boarding, and fearing they might encounter something unexpected if they wandered, they could only let them stay in this lounge, going nowhere.
Though they seemed nearly bored to death, there was no other choice. The previous events still left lingering fears. None of them could endure once again those days of not being able to find them.
"I hear that current transplantation techniques are quite skilled, just move a toe to the finger, and it will recover just as before," Qianxun said, looking at her severed finger.
Now, Heatherâs wound was still wrapped.
Sometimes just a glance would make Qianxunâs heart tremble.
Because seeing her like this, she immediately recalls that series of events that occurred at Night Hawkâs base.
The incident not only harmed Heather but also left Qianxun with an unforgettable psychological impact.
Now, every time she saw that wound, she couldnât help but shiver and recall the details of Night Hawkâs ruthless slash.
She couldnât help it; she had never witnessed anything so cruel firsthand, which made Night Hawk the most brutal person in her mind.
She was not like Heather and the others, who had seen and experienced much more.
She truly admired Heather for being able to remain unfazed, putting nothing to heart after all sheâd been through. If it were her, she would have broken down long ago, by any part of those events.
Heather shook her head.
Qianxun looked puzzled, "What?"
"No need, just let it be," Heather looked down at her severed finger, appearing indifferent, and shook her head, "Itâs fine, just missing a little finger, it wonât have any impact."
Besides, that severed finger was a memory for her.
Although it had both good and bad, more importantly, it symbolized his unwavering deep affection for her.
So she considered it quite meaningful.
Heather lifted her hand and waved it in front of Qianxun, saying, "Both of us lost a finger; not everyone can have this experience... For example, you and Fourth Master, right?"
"Tch..." Qianxun pushed her hand away, looking exasperated, "Thatâs enough... Who wants to lose a finger just to prove theyâre spouses? No way... it hurts too much."
Heather laughed.
"Yes, yes, better not have that kind of experience. You two just live a simple and peaceful life. Whatâs Little Treasureâs name? Have you decided yet?"
"Pffft..." Suddenly, Qianxun remembered something, and she laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Heather looked puzzled.
She was laughing while looking at her, so Heather was sure it had something to do with her.
"I hadnât thought of it until you mentioned the name. Back then, we all thought Xiao Man was dead, so we were thinking... if Little Treasure was a girl, weâd name her Manman too."
"Haha..." As expected, Heather also laughed, "No, no, donât choose that name, someone whoâs died once, itâs too inauspicious."
"Letâs wait for the baby to be born first, and think about it slowly. No rush."
"Yes."
As they were getting along joyfully here, over there, Gu Liancheng and Li Sinian suddenly agreed on something and stood up.
"Weâre going out for a bit, you two stay here and donât go anywhere, got it?"