Just now in a dream, she vaguely saw the back of a man walking away from her, that sturdy figure, as if his spine would never bend.
She stared blankly at her own hand.
It seemed... there was an unusual warmth remaining in her palm.
"Mommy, you're awake!" Xiaoze walked in struggling with a huge tray, "Hungry? I made something delicious!"
Mu Yiliang quickly shoved those strange emotions to the back of her mind and said, touched, "Xiaoze, you're so good."
"Is there anywhere else you're uncomfortable? The doctor just came by to see you, and said if you have a fever again, you must tell him."
Mu Yiliang took the tray from his hands, a bit dazed, "You had a doctor come to the house?"
"Yeah, I've noticed you're really tired lately, so it's better if a doctor has a look." Xiaoze said with a grin, "Eat up! Your boss said you have three days off, so take a good rest these days. I can also stay home with you."
