"What are you using so much force for?"
The young man muttered under his breath. "Don't you know you're ridiculously strong?"
She was practically as strong as a man, yet she was always putting on that weak, delicate act.
"Are you all right?"
The old man leaned closer to look at the elderly woman's wrist.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
The elderly woman pulled her hand back and rubbed it herself. "A red mark like this will go away soon."
"Yuan Yuan can't really be blamed, either."
"How can she not be blamed?"
The young man grumbled.
"Enough."
The elderly woman shook her head. "Your sister is sick right now and in a bad mood. Try to be a little more understanding, okay?"
"...Mom, I'm sorry."
The woman's lips moved a few times before she spoke, her voice strained.
She was too panicked.
Ever since she woke up, her heart had been racing and had yet to settle down.
There was only one thing on her mind now. "Mom, I want to see Qiqi."
The woman grabbed the elderly woman's clothes.
The elderly woman's hand was still raised, out of her reach.
"I want to see Qiqi."
"I want to see her now!"
"Mom!"
The woman's voice broke into a sob, tinged with hysteria.
She knew exactly how she had come back from that nightmare.
Because she had apologized to Qiqi.
Because she had said she knew she was wrong.
It was unbelievable, even absurd, but she could only believe that even if Qiqi hadn't caused that nightmare, someone had punished her for Qiqi's sake.
She absolutely didn't want to go through that nightmare a second time.
So, "I want to see Qiqi."
"I want to see Qiqi..."
Only Qiqi could save her.
As long as Qiqi forgave her, she