That night, after Guan Xian calm down, Xia Sha accompanied him to the hospital. Xia Sha could not hide that she is getting more worried and upset every time she saw the reflection of herself on the shiny floor.
She subconsciously tightens her grasp on Guan Xian's arm. Her breathing becomes sharper as the nose-piercing smells of alcohol make a strange muscle on her stomach clenched. She can't help but imagine what her mother had to go through alone, fighting her disease.
She did not want that to happen again. Not to anyone dear to her heart.
"Are you okay?" Guan Xian stops once he notices Xia Sha's tensed expression. He furrowed his eyebrow as he demands Xia Sha to look into him.
"I'm okay. I'm just thinking about my mother. Let's see Xiao Ni," Xia Sha answers without looking at Guan Xian. She grabs his arm and fastens her pace.
