Tian Mo Xing could only stare absent-mindedly at the unmoving headset on the table, switched off and unable to resume its duty.
On the other day, 007 was aware that they almost completely skipped breakfast after the incident at the cafeteria and so ordered a bowl of wonton noodles soup for Tian Mo Xing.
"It won't be healthy to go on with an empty stomach," 007 advised.
Tian Mo Xing sighed and lacked appetite, inadvertently catching the sight of something else from one side, "How come there's only a single admission ticket to Celine Rose Garden?"
007 thought fast before adding, "Oh...err...Tai An Ge accidentally lost the other ticket from the pair so that's all he can give you..."
Tian Mo Xing was disappointed much further and moaned that it would be of no use for her to go to the park alone. "I'm really in no game for luck these days," she rested her head on the table and felt like a totally useless person.
"The food infront of you is getting cold," 007 urged.
Tian Mo Xing re-gathered up her determination, sitting back up, "007, is there any way to help me recall about this headset?" She took his hands firmly and pleaded earnestly with him.
He set aside his crutch against the chair, "Li Xiao Xing, do you have confidence in yourself?"
She hesitated and only gazed at him questioningly.
He figured, "It's okay if you don't answer that..." Then, requesting her to relax, he assured as she still grasped onto his hands, "Now, close your eyes..."
She did so.
007 continued, "Try to picture something that particularly stands out over these past few days..."
Tian Mo Xing followed suit and attempted to expound silently on her inner perceptions, identifying blockages and imaginative hurdles along her thinking process. The inward journey was like punctured with cluttered conflicts and undefined boundaries, giving out haphazard outcomes. She tightened her grip.
He went on with attentive focus, "It might not be a discovery that will coincide with others' point of views...might be a fleeting glimpse of a little corner out of everyone's mindful concern, but whatever it is that you care for, anything that enlightens and retains impressions..."
Tian Mo Xing gave a light response of a nod.
"So, recollection comes up?" 007 inquired.
"I only know...and realise..." Tian Mo Xing confessed a little above a whisper.
'Anything that you can visualise," he encouraged.
Tian Mo Xing rubbed her eyes, "An appearance...I continuously bump into..."
007 listened on, eyes transfixed on her attempt.
"Never fails to defend for worthy causes...sharp-looking face...a pair of passionate eyes that spark off intelligence..."
He wondered about her descriptive bits and pieces...
"I would have ended up..." Tian Mo Xing slowly paused.
She then opened her eyes, "...physically distressed...but..." 007 noted what she has been implying as Tian Mo Xing lunged forward and hugged him close, "You've been there for me and the reason why you are bearing that crutch was all because of me..."
007 has realised what she has been holding onto dearly in her angelic heart, "You've always made known to me...unceasingly..."
"007, thank you for everything," she treasured his comforting embrace.