Late at night, Qiu Tong was sleeping peacefully.
Qiu Xingqiao and Little Yu surrounded her bed and stared at her with swollen eyes. No matter how tired they were, they didn't dare to close their eyes, afraid that if they looked away for a moment, the woman lying on the bed would stop breathing.
The usually noisy children had learned to be quiet and sensible at this moment. Qiu Xingyu would wipe her tears with the back of her hand from time to time.
Qiu Xingqiao said in a very low voice, "Mommy taught us not to cry no matter what happens."
"Crying won't solve anything. It would only show others our cowardice…"
Qiu Xingyu choked back her sobs and tried to stop crying, but the more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. She threw herself into Qiu Xingqiao's arms and said, "Second Brother, will Mommy never wake up again? Does she despise us for being noisy? She thinks that we're disobedient, so she doesn't want us anymore!"
