Xia Yingxiu looked at Wanwan, who fell into silence.
Wanwan’s gaze was pure, yet it inexplicably felt heavy to her.
“Auntie doesn’t need to be afraid.” Xia Yingxiu gently touched Wanwan’s head, swallowing all the questions she had in mind.
Xia Zhihuai poured her a glass of water and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.
Sitting on the sofa, Xia Yingxiu turned her head to look at the peach blossom tree on the balcony, then lowered her head to observe Wanwan playing with puzzles on the carpet. She asked softly, “Wanwan, do you really like your brother?”
Wanwan nodded vigorously while holding the puzzle pieces tightly, “Yes, I like him a lot. Brother is the best.”
“In that case, when your brother goes to work, do you want to live with Auntie?”
Wanwan sat on the ground, holding the puzzle pieces without saying a word.