Xu Jing's heart tightened slightly, and she turned around to hold Xiao Yi's hand.
Xiao Yi smiled faintly, looked at her, and said, "Rest assured, so many years have passed, and it can no longer affect me like it did before.
When my mother heard the news about my father and brother, she fainted on the spot.
Misfortunes never come singly, and not long after that, news came that my grandfather and my two uncles died on the battlefield.
My mother fell seriously ill, almost couldn't make it through, and I was helpless and terrified at the time, didn't even have the time to grieve, just stayed by her side all day long, afraid she would leave me too."
Xiao Yi took a light breath, raised the corners of his mouth bitterly, and said, "One night, my mother suddenly touched my face and said softly, fortunately, I still have you by my side, fortunately, you are well...
