Chu Le'er turned around and looked at Chu Yang. She even smiled serenely. Slowly, she said, "I'll have to bother you then."
She struggled out of Chu Feiyan's arms and quietly walked to Chu Yang. She surprisingly looked very calm. Her eyes seemed a little blank. At such a young age, she looked mature, as if she clearly knew about life and death.
Chu Yang knew that she was suffering from the illness as she walked. She was experiencing a headache, but the strong little girl did not show any agony on her face.
She was used to enduring it!
She had come there, only so her mother wouldn't worry about her or pity her.
She was only eleven years old!
Chu Yang knew that she had actually completely given up. She had only come to give her mother a glimpse of hope. She didn't think that she could be cured!