"I know my health isn't good, but it's certainly not any mental illness," the middle-aged woman shook her head, her gestures simple and plain.
"Do you remember the phone ringing just now? Situ An didn't come back. I searched the entire apartment building and it was only your hallucination," Xuan Wen's tone gradually became serious.
"Hallucination?" The middle-aged woman wasn't too sure.
"It's a simple issue, your son loves you so much, he has no reason to intentionally hide at the door and not see you," Xuan Wen explained.
"Yes, Situ An would never not answer my calls," the middle-aged woman said with some pain: "But..."
