Leaving Just Like That

"Mommy." Xiaoqi was not asleep either. He could feel her body trembling as he asked in a worried voice, "Mommy, what's wrong? Do you have a fever?"

Upon hearing Xiaoqi's voice, Ling Sheng regained her senses. She looked at her son and hugged his small, soft body tightly. In a gentle voice, she said, "It's alright, let's sleep!"

Xiaoqi hugged her waist tightly and said in a small voice, "Mommy, if you have something on your mind, can you tell Xiaoqi? Xiaoqi will keep it a secret. Is it because Grandpa doesn't want you to be with Uncle Jun?"

Ling Sheng did not know he was having such thoughts at such a young age. She leaned over and pressed her forehead against the child's. "Did Grandpa mention Uncle Jun in front of you, Xiaoqi?"

Xiaoqi remembered that every time his grandpa mentioned Uncle Jun, he would either scold him or threaten to kill him. He shook his head hurriedly. "No."

Ling Sheng asked, "Really?"