"Seeing the child happy was enough."
As for everything else...
It was good if they could find out.
If they couldn't...
That was fine too.
The child's father quickly let go of his concern about why the child had seen the maple leaves.
Just as Tangerine had said, the most important thing was that the child's wish had come true.
Everything else...
They could take it or leave it.
The child's condition had worsened.
Tangerine's eyes were red-rimmed.
She didn't want to cry in front of the child.
The child's father was unshaven.
His face was full of exhaustion.
And beneath his brows lay a heavy sorrow.
The child smiled at her parents.
She was very happy.
She had seen the maple leaves she'd been longing for.
And she'd eaten the fried chicken she'd been craving for a long time.
The slight discomfort in her body couldn't dampen her spirits at all.
She was used to it by now.
It still hurt, but she was getting better at enduring it.
Tangerine was on the verge of bursting into tears.
She tilted her head slightly upward.
She wanted to force her tears back.
Her nose stung.
Her eyes burned.
She took a deep breath.
She didn't quite dare look into the child's eyes.
The child turned her head, trying hard to look outside the window.
The beautiful view outside that day had made a deep impression on her.
In a daze...
It was as if she could see that same scene again.
The amazement, excitement, happiness, and all the other feelings from that day quickly welled up inside her.
Her eyes brightened.
"Bao Bao."
Tangerine noticed that the child seemed a little more alert.
Her heart lifted, then sank.
After all, when someone had