Qiao Xi's fingers hovered over the phone screen, hesitating for a long time without pressing down.
When the call automatically disconnected after a minute.
She recognized this number.
But she never added a contact name for it, because she didn't know what kind of feelings to have for the owner of the number.
Huo Xingzhou saw her like this and said, "You rest first, I'll go downstairs to check."
"Okay."
"Remember to drink the porridge, this nourishing porridge has been simmered for over three hours, it's very beneficial."
"I know."
Qiao Xi's voice was soft, somewhat distracted.
Huo Xingzhou left the room with his long strides and closed the door behind him, giving her a space of solitude.
Qiao Xi glanced at the lit-up phone screen again, it was still that call.
Human nature is strange.
It always craves for a mother's care when one is most vulnerable and sick.
But Qiao Xi could not afford such thoughts, her heart was a bit softer than usual nonetheless.