"This child of yours is really..." Zhao Li's eyes were red as she held Ruan Jiaojiao, who was being playful with her, and for a moment, she was too choked up to speak.
Ruan Jiaojiao had been in Beidu for almost two months. Apart from making occasional phone calls to Zhao Li at the beginning with a couple of cat-like purrs, as her soul-leaving episodes increased, her memory started to get confused. Coupled with her genuinely limited brain capacity, she easily forgot many things and many people, living each day in a daze, and thus spoke to Zhao Li less frequently.
Zhao Li missed her so much that her heart ached.
Coincidentally, Shu Jiao couldn't come this time, and since her family was also in Beidu, Zhao Li could no longer bear how much she missed Ruan Jiaojiao and seized the opportunity to accompany Ruan Jianguo. After all, she had nothing to do at home.
