She tried hard to calm the turmoil in her heart, as well as the deep fear of Mu Sheng, as she walked up to him.
"Grandpa, the medicine is almost cool. Once it's cold, it won't be as effective. Shall I feed you while it's still warm?" She crouched beside him and stirred the medicine with a spoon while asking him this.
Mu Sheng lightly nodded, seemingly a little absent-minded as he never once looked at her.
Oftentimes, he would look out the window in a daze. His gaze was on the Mu family's backyard.
There were rumors that the Mu residence's backyard had always been carefully tended by Mu Qingcheng.
She loved flowers, especially moonflowers, so for a time, beautiful flowers bloomed in the backyard.
From afar, it was incredibly magnificent.
She liked to trim the twigs in the backyard the most, and then at noon, she would sit comfortably on the swing.
