"It should be fine, after all, she's your friend and is still unconscious. We can't just leave her outside to be treated, especially since you're my good friend!"
Jin Qiao'er said this intentionally. Now, it seems that since Jin Qiao'er went to Qing City, she's become a bit more worldly, proving that people truly can't avoid the mundane aspects of life. Fortunately, Jin Qiao'er isn't too immersed in it yet.
"Mom, I'm back!"
"Why are you back so late today?" From behind the last wooden door, Qiao'er's mom's voice came through, sounding soft, fitting the temperament of a young mother.
Click! Jin Qiao'er pressed the opening by the door, and the last door finally opened. Inside was Jin Qiao'er's home, decorated like a small palace.
Outside was cold, but inside it was warm, with charcoal burning.
"Who is he?" Because it was a bit dim inside after entering, Qiao'er's mom couldn't quite see who it was.
"Mom, don't you really recognize him? He's Liu Chen."
