Mu Xiaoxiao returned to the ward without a word.
Yin Shaojie was very worried about her. He kept hugging her and caressing her arm to comfort her. He wanted her to talk to him, but he was afraid that she would cry if she made a sound.
He was at a loss.
&Quot; Xiaoxiao ... &Quot; he called out to her after a while, thinking that this wouldn't do. He couldn't let her continue in this state.
Mu Xiaoxiao pushed his hand away and sat on the bed. Then, she lay down, pulled the blanket over, and covered herself.
Yin Shaojie knew her too well and could tell at a glance that she was avoiding the problem.
Mu Xiaoxiao was only thinking about whether all of this was a dream. If it was, she would wake up and everything would be fine.
"Xiaoxiao," Yin Shaojie held her hand worriedly.
Mu Xiaoxiao pushed him away.
She was curled up with her hands folded under her face, but her body could not help but tremble slightly.
