"Aunt, look I brought your favorite food."
Yong entered a dark room and saw a frail woman seated at the window side. Roulan was staring outside the window, humming a tune to herself.
Yong smiled and placed the plate before her. "Aunt."
Roulan didn't respond. She was lost in her own trance with a dazed smile on her lips. She was chuckling to herself as if reminiscing the past.
"Aunt, you must be hungry, right?"
Roulan frowned at her and harrumphed, jerking her head to the other side, displeased by Yong's disturbance.
Yong let out a sigh.
"Let me do it."
A dainty hand was placed on her shoulder and Yong watched Si Yu sit down beside them. She threw a stern look at Roulan.
"This is not done, Roulan. You must eat something or you will fall sick."
"No!" Roulan exclaimed her vehement disagreement.
"Fine. Don't eat if you don't want to, but do you want Yuming to see you like this?"
She froze.
