She unfurled her tear-stained face into a meek smile and comforted her gently.
"Don't you worry about these things; I'll work like a horse and ox, but I'll definitely pay it back."
Ha, she spoke with such resolve, but she knew all too well that it was no small sum. How many years would it take without eating or drinking to repay it, if she were to rely on her allowance?
"Qiaoqiao, you've really had it tough, suffering along with your aunt."
People living through sorrow and hardship often find their emotions easily triggering tears. With these words, her aunt started to wipe her tears again.
"Talking like that means you don't consider me family." Lian Qiao hugged her aunt's arm helplessly while listening to her sobs and chatting with her for a long time before finally coaxing her to sleep.
After a quick shower, she returned to her own room. As soon as she lay on the bed, the symptoms that had been attacking her these days made their expected appearance.
