"I see." Jiaojiao didn't doubt it because she truly couldn't remember what she had forgotten.
"Nai, did I really have a fever for three days?"
"Yes, it almost scared me to death. You better not fool around next time; you know how your body is. Why go out in such cold weather? And Xiaoxi doesn't understand either, letting you run wild. When he comes back, I'm going to have a good talk with him!" Ruanlin Family recalled the past three days with lingering fear.
On the early morning of the day after Ruai Jiaojiao's birthday, Duan Xi carried her back from outside. Her little face was frostbitten and purplish, and she was in a strange mental state, and she cried so much that her eyes were swollen, but she wouldn't say what happened no matter how they asked.
