"Siying. Where are you? I have brought some snacks for you, dear," Xinyi came in, bringing a tray with his favorite food.
But to her surprise, Siying didn't come rushing and hopping to her side as he usually did. Instead, she saw him sulking, no, even close to crying.
"Siying! What happened, dear?"
She quickly kept the tray aside and climbed on the bed beside him.
"Mama…" Big drops of tears trickled down his cheeks.
"Siying, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" She pulled him in her arms and wiped his tears. "Tell me. What's wrong? Did something happen in the preschool?"
He clung to her chest. "E-en…"
Xinyi grew worried. Then her sight went onto his elbow. She could faintly see some swelling on it. Her breath almost stopped in her throat.
"What's that!?"
Xinyi raised his hand and rolled up his sleeve. There was a bruise on his elbow, and a little skin was scraped off.
Her eyes widened in shock.
