The little girl raised her head and her eyes were glisten with tears and she spoke in a broken voice, "Aunt died?"
Anya nodded sadly and said, "Yes, Qing'er. Aunt has passed away."
Su Qing burst into tears and Anya hugged her tight. She knew what it felt like to lose someone close to her and she wished she could take away all the pain Su Qing was feeling.
Su Anya silently stayed with Su Qing for a few moments, until the little girl had cried her heart out. She then stood up and helped the girl to her feet. "Come, Qing'er. Let's go home."
She moved closer to her and whisper into her sister's ear, "Can you help me to convince your brother to go home with us?"
Su Qing looked at her sister with a puzzled look and then looked at her brother. "If brother didn't want to go, then I won't go home with you." She said in a low and timid voice.
