The Angry Small Bun

Just when Xi Ling was trying to find out, if his mother was crying or not, Xi Ying stepped inside the room. He still had the cloth in his hands and his eyes were filled with worry and concern which increased when he saw that Li Rui was lying on the bed covering herself with a blanket. 

"Rui…"

He spoke in regret as he walked towards the bed. 

While, Xi Ling who saw all this, looked at his father with narrowed eyes. 

When Xi Ying approached the bed, he sat down on the edge and tried to remove the blanket from Li Rui's face.

"Rui, I am sorry. Don't cover your face. You will suffocate yourself."

He spoke gently as if he was speaking to a child while trying to remove the blanket from her face. However, Li Rui clutched the blanket tightly with her hands and didn't let him remove it.

Xi Ying sighed in helplessness as he didn't want to apply much force. 

"Rui…"