Mo Weiyi looked at her, her black and white cat eyes clear and transparent, "Auntie, what were you chatting with grandma about just now?"
"Nothing much. Was my voice too loud and woke you up? I'm sorry, Yiyi." Xu Jing said with deep regret.
Mo Weiyi said, "But I heard you mention something about my mother..."
"Your mother's death anniversary is coming soon. Your aunt was talking to me about preparing to visit her grave." Mrs. Xu explained.
Xu Xian's death anniversary is at the end of February.
It's almost here
Mo Weiyi remembered that it was the day after the Lantern Festival, in the middle of the night, when Xu Xian suddenly ran into her room, screaming and yelling, wearing a white dress.
By then, Xu Xian had already been diagnosed with severe depression for two or three years. Her mental condition was unstable and she often spoke nonsense that others couldn't understand.
Mo Weiyi was 16 at the time and her whole mind was on Xiao Yebai.
