Xiu Mei's empty eyes reflected the white ceiling above her.
"Mom?"
She heard a voice, instantly waking her up from her reverie. She blinked, and the light returned into her eyes once again. Xiu Mei recognized that voice and quickly roamed her eyes inside the room.
She saw her mom at her bedside, tightly holding onto her hand while her dad was beside her. His hands resting on her mom's shoulders as if embracing her to comfort her as Xiu Mei noticed that her mom had been crying.
On the other side of the bed was Little Qiang, holding onto her hand. He also looked like he had been crying seeing his puffy red eyes. Xiu Mei would've wanted to stroke his head to assure him that she would be fine, but she couldn't with all the stuff that's on her arms right now.
