"This must be the understanding between you and your daughter."
The old man sighed with feeling.
The woman smiled with her lips pressed together.
What a coincidence.
So the little one had just woken up.
"We were just chatting."
The old man smiled warmly.
"Isn't that right, little one?"
"Mm."
The child couldn't move easily, so she did her best to answer loudly.
But to the old man and the woman, her voice still sounded faint and weak, tinged with exhaustion.
"What were you talking about?"
The woman smoothed the stray hairs that had fallen across the child's face.
Then she gently touched her cheek.
Mm.
She was still a little warm from just waking up.
The woman gazed at her with a smile.
The little one tilted her head.
"...I forgot."
The child looked completely innocent.
She even sounded rather matter-of-fact.
The woman was speechless.
"You..."
She gently tapped the child's forehead.
The old man grinned.
"Don't blame the little one."
"We weren't talking about anything important."
"It's only natural she doesn't remember."
"Uncle Zou."
The woman smiled helplessly.
"You just spoil her."
The old man feigned ignorance. "What?"
"I'm only telling the truth."
"By the way."
The old man changed the subject.
"Little one, since you're feeling a bit better now, Grandpa Zou has a few questions for you."
The little one's eyes widened.
She looked curious.
What questions?
The woman also looked at the old man.
The old man's expression grew serious.
"Little one, how did you fall off the cliff?"
He had hesitated over whether it was too soon to ask.
Would it bring back bad memories for the child?
But then he thought that if he didn't give her a little "wake-up