Suizi quickly wiped away her tears, buried her face into the prepared ice towel, and applied it, patting her numb face, striving to look normal as usual.
At this moment, she seemed to have an out-of-body experience, floating in the air, watching the shell of herself perform.
"Do you want to listen to a bedtime story? Mommy will go get a book," Suizi squeezed out a smile for the children.
Usually, the children would cling to her for bedtime stories, but due to their active minds, the tales often veered off course, and the children always had many questions—an amount of which the knowledgeable Suizi could not always answer well.
"No, we're here to tell Mommy a story," Luoluo entered, sat on Suizi's bed, and dangled her little feet.
Bobo was holding a book, which was quite heavy and clearly not meant for a child of his age.
The cover read conspicuously: The Complete Works of Shakespeare
