"She was sick?"
That was the only possibility Yu Yanyan could think of.
Ruan Nuan frowned and wrestled with the question for a while before answering uncertainly, "More or less... I guess you could put it that way."
"More or less?"
Yu Yanyan repeated Ruan Nuan's words.
"Mm~"
Ruan Nuan picked at a hole in the stone table with her finger. "How should I put it?"
"Chen Xi's... mental state is a little—"
She tilted her head and thought for a while before finally finding a suitable, tactful word. "Strange."
"Strange?"
Yu Yanyan asked instinctively.
Then a thoughtful look appeared on her face.
If there was something wrong with Chen Xi's mental state...
Anyone who knew what she had been through would find it understandable, wouldn't they?
They might even think, Ah, figures.
Losing her sight in an accident as a child—how devastating that must have been for a kid, especially one who had only just become curious about everything in the world. It went without saying.
When a blind child could see the light again, anyone could understand a little of the joy and gratitude she felt.
So, as joyful and grateful as the child had been then, how much more sorrow would she feel when she went blind again... perhaps even hatred and despair...
Yu Yanyan could hardly imagine it.
Yu Yanyan thought that if it had happened to her, she might have... fallen apart.
If she was destined to lose her sight, why give her hope at all?
It only made her despair afterward all the deeper.
After going through such extreme emotional highs and lows, wouldn't it be strange if her mental state hadn't changed at all?
"Is it depression?" Yu Yanyan guessed.
"If only it were depression."
Ruan Nuan's words