Wen Nuan's mother came downstairs and shook her head at Cheng Anya. Ye Feimo remained unresponsive. Cheng Anya looked at her son and went upstairs herself. Wen Nuan would see anyone but Ye Feimo.
Ye Feimo sat downstairs, waiting for Cheng Anya, his eyes fixed on the stairs. Wen Nuan's mother sighed when she saw how thin he had become. He had just started to look a little healthy, but now he was all skin and bones again. His face was very haggard, and it broke the hearts of his elders.
Wen Nuan's mother remembered that Cheng Anya had said Feimo hadn't eaten anything since he woke up. She poured him a bowl of soup. Ye Feimo didn't move. When Wen Jing saw this, she had an idea. "Brother-in-law, my sister just drank this too. She hasn't eaten anything else, just this soup. She said it was delicious. Why don't you try it?"
Ye Feimo picked up the bowl and drank it all.
Wen Nuan's mother praised Wen Jing for being smart. Wen Jing humbly accepted the compliment.
Upstairs.
