"Sorry." Father Si held his forehead and sighed. "Don't think too much about what your mother said. She's only muddled because of her illness."
"It's okay." Si Zhening answered quietly. For him, there was no difference between being called 'weird' and 'monster'. It meant that he was not normal compared to other people. He looked at Father Si and asked,"Is mother dying?"
Si Zhening couldn't describe what Father Si's expression looked like. Shocked, apprehension and bewilderment. It was then that he realized he seemed to have worded his question in the wrong way. Again.
"No, it's not what I mean." He hastily corrected his words. "It's just that mother has gotten more emotional lately. Usually, she won't get angry at me just like that. She also eats a lot of medicines everyday... "
"I understand." Father Si stood up and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry about it. Everything will be okay."
