The second wife said, "That's not it. Just now, the eldest brother grasped Miss Mu's hand and called her Yinyin; he mistook Miss Mu for Yinyin!"
Jing Erye waved his hand, "How could that be? How many years has it been since Yinyin passed away?"
"Of course, I know Yinyin is gone, but didn't the eldest brother hurt his head?" the second wife pointed to her own head, "Maybe he doesn't remember at all."
Jing Erye decisively shook his head, "No, the eldest brother would remember."
The second wife said, "Alright, let's say he remembers. Let me ask you, didn't the eldest brother start to get better after Miss Mu came to our residence? Wasn't it after Miss Mu saw the eldest brother, that he started calling out for Yinyin at night?"
Jing Erye kept recalling, "That seems... to be the case."
"Just now the eldest brother was grabbing her and calling out Yinyin again!" the second wife emphasized the matter once more.
"What are you trying to say?" Jing Erye asked.
