The young boy's movements in applying the medicine paused.
His breathing grew heavier, and he said in a cold voice, "Grandpa is in the Imperial Capital."
"What about your mom and dad?" the little girl tilted her head, her face the picture of innocence. "And what about your brothers and sisters, uncles, are they all in the Imperial Capital too?"
The boy was silent for a moment.
"I only have Grandpa," he said in a hoarse voice. "The others are not my relatives."
Ruan Qi, standing to one side, felt a slight tremble at the tip of her heart.
She watched the little girl reach out her tiny paw and grasp the boy's cold hand.
"Brother Iceberg won't feel bad," she said, as if she were petting a dog, stroking his hand, "I'll be your family from now on!"
...
Ding——!
The alarm clock rang, and a little lump under the blanket arched slightly before a small hand lethargically reached out.
The hand fumbled around the pillow for a few moments before turning off the alarm on the phone.
