003 Why Is It Always Me?

I stared at the ceiling and asked him, "Why is it always me?"

Qin Zhe'an seemed confused.

He reached out to turn on the light, and only then did I notice—his other hand was still holding Gu Nian's.

He realized I was upset, but even after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out why.

"I just said the soup was a bit salty—do you really have to get this mad?"

"The doctor said Nian Nian shouldn't have too much sodium."

My eyes suddenly burned.

I forced myself to hold back, to keep my voice steady.

I couldn't let it tremble.

Because if it did, I'd sound pathetic.

"It was Gu Nian who kept dumping salt in—"

"But she's sick."

Qin Zhe'an cut me off.

His brows furrowed, a mix of helplessness and impatience.

"Do you really have to argue with a patient?"

As if I were the unreasonable one.

Outside, my son had come home with his wife and daughter.

Qin Yue walked in, calling out, "Mom, I'm starving. Let's eat!"

Jing Jing ran in, her backpack bouncing.

"Grandma, my teacher gave us an art assignment—we need smooth pebbles to make a picture."

"Come with me to pick some, okay?"

I sat up.

More and more footprints appeared on the floor.

Everyone walked over the spilled beef stew as if it didn't exist.

Not a single person—

Not one—

Stopped to clean it up.

Qin Zhe'an sighed.

He took Gu Nian's hand and led Jing Jing outside.

"Forget it. Let's eat out. Your mom's in a bad mood."

Qin Yue clicked his tongue in annoyance.

But he didn't say anything. He just followed Qin Zhe'an out the door.

As they left, someone casually turned off the light.

In the darkness, I was alone.

Alone, with Qin Zhe'an's last words lingering in the air—

"Make sure to clean the floor. Nian Nian likes to sit there and play."

But he never asked me—

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"