After a while, the old woman finally moved her numb legs.
She took a few steps, then stopped.
She turned around.
She looked toward Leilei's rental apartment.
No.
The old woman finally came to her senses.
Leilei wasn't home now, either.
What was she agonizing over?
Even if she wanted to see Leilei, she would have to wait until Leilei got off work...
Or come over early the next day...
Before Leilei left for work.
On weekdays, those were the only two times she could see Leilei.
As for days off...
Leilei might stay home all day, or she might go out to have fun.
It was hard to say.
Coming to see Leilei on her day off...
Might not be a good choice.
Leilei's routine on her days off was even less predictable than on workdays.
The old woman felt inexplicably relieved.
Realizing this, she was a little dazed.
A few seconds later, she smiled bitterly.
As expected.
That child's words had still affected her.
And...
The old woman clenched her fingers.
Tighter and tighter...
That child's vague words—
She knew the other person had spoken so hesitantly and indistinctly because she was mindful of her feelings.
She hadn't understood at the time.
But now, after spending a little while alone...
Some distant memories seemed to have been stirred...
The lid of Pandora's box had cracked open.
The old woman's first instinct was to try to shut it again.
But it was too late.
Deep down, she was resisting, yet she was also curious...
This memory rising to the surface...
What was it?
"Old Grandmother."
Two little girls ran over.
"What's wrong?"
"You look..."
The two girls tilted their heads up at the old woman. "You don't look well."
The old woman blinked, a little