Nico stopped his meticulous movements and folded the handkerchief neatly between the corners.
After that, Nico turned to look at Will and said slowly, "Why have you become like my mother?"
Will lowered his head slightly and did not say anything else.
Nico handed him the handkerchief. "Get out."
"Yes."
When Mu Xichen woke up, he was in the hospital.
It was a noisy, common six-person ward.
His head felt heavy. He turned around in a daze and saw a child.
The child laid on the hospital bed and looked at him with his round eyes. There was curiosity on his chubby face.
They stared at each other. After a long time, the child said, "Big Brother, your hand is bleeding."
Mu Xichen looked down at his wound.
Blood had seeped out once again, through the white gauze wrapped around his arm.
Mu Xichen frowned and sat up.
The child looked at him and said, "Big Brother, you look so pale. Does it hurt alot?"
