Rushing forward, hands clasped tight around his neck, demanding he repay his debt. If he wouldn't repay, he'd still pay the price for the sins he's caused their family over these years... Zheng Da Sao was panting heavily through her nostrils. The sounds around her, the sky, the white clouds, all seemed to gradually fade away.
Miao's father's nurse wheeled him around the courtyard downstairs. After a while, they returned him to the ward.
Meanwhile, Zheng Da Sao sat persistently on the long bench. Passing pedestrians viewed her like a wooden figure; her limbs were motionless, even her eyes didn't flinch. No one knew what she was doing. Perhaps she was sleeping, with her eyes wide open.
It wasn't until a nurse from the ward upstairs noticed her prolonged absence that she dashed downstairs to find her, saying: "Aunty, it's time to go back. It's time for dinner. The meal cart has brought your food, let me help you back for dinner."
