The young man had never thought his older sister's intelligence was this worrying.
"I..."
The woman was at a loss for words.
After a long while, she finally murmured, "I didn't think that far ahead..."
"I didn't mean to..."
"I was just anxious."
"It took so much effort to see Qiqi. I had so many questions I wanted to ask her..."
"She wouldn't answer me..."
"I just wanted her to answer my questions."
"And besides, I wasn't wrong..."
The woman's voice grew even quieter. "If this keeps up... I really won't be able to go on..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The old woman grabbed the woman's arm, her grip tightening. "Nothing's going to happen to you."
"Don't let your imagination run wild."
"Wasn't seeing Qiqi all you ever wanted?"
"Stop thinking about all that."
The old man scolded her.
"Enough. It's not easy for Qiqi to come here. Make the most of the time."
"If you wait too long, the child will have to go home."
"Chunlin."
The old man looked at the young man, his expression troubled. "Could you... ask Qiqi to answer Yuan Yuan's questions?"
"Please."
The young man's mouth opened and closed several times. In the end, he only managed three simple words.
But his expression was very earnest.
The man's gaze swept over the two elderly people and the young man, then lingered for a few seconds on the woman in the hospital bed.
The woman watched him with eyes full of anticipation.
He looked away, his expression calm.
Still, he turned his head and quietly asked the child, "Qiqi, do you know the answers to the questions Auntie asked you just now?"
Thinking about those questions, the man furrowed his brow. He couldn't think of a better way to phrase them, so he repeated