Her eyes were still swollen. There was no color in her lips.
She stood there as if she might collapse at any moment.
She didn't cry, but she was so fragile that it made his heart ache.
Fu Sinian only glanced at her, and his heart broke.
"Qian Qian, are you awake?" The Old Master quickly walked towards Shi Qian and helped her. "Come, come, sit on the sofa."
Shi Qian didn't move. She looked at the Old Master with tears in her eyes again. "Grandpa, is there any news about my mother?"
The Old Master's throat hardened. All the words were stuck in his throat and he could not speak.
"I had a very, very long dream. In the dream, Mom was standing very, very close to me, but I couldn't touch her. As soon as I approached her, she would disappear. I could only watch her from afar." Shi Qian's tears fell like beads from a broken string.
