Shen Miqiu:"No!! No, no, no!!! Don't say it like that, little sister!"
She practically launched herself across the room, nearly tripping on her own robe, before skidding to a stop right in front of Mo Yuxin. She cupped Mo Yuxin's cheeks in both hands with such intensity that Mo Yuxin had to lean back slightly.
Shen Miqiu:"Listen to me—why wouldn't I want you to be born?! That's nonsense! Pure nonsense!"
Her voice cracked as she shook her head so fast her hair whipped around.
Shen Miqiu:"I—I was just a little… excited, okay? I might've said some irresponsible things, but that's all! Don't take it seriously! You hear me?!"
Mo Yuxin blinked up at her, pretending to be startled.
Mo Yuxin:"…Really?"
Shen Miqiu:"Of course really! Absolutely really! One hundred percent, without a shred of doubt!! Don't you dare think otherwise, little sister! Big Sister Miqiu would never, ever wish something like that on you!"
