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Chapter 220 is about right (Mumu)

It's 36°C outside, and even though the air conditioner is on, the indoor temperature hasn't dropped yet.

Shen Zhaoyi looked at the still steaming glass and for a moment couldn't tell if Mumu hadn't slept and was just a little sluggish.

How long do I have to blow this into my mouth before I can actually put it in?
It was too hot to handle, so she put the cup back.

Mumu shifted uncomfortably to the side, not daring to look directly at it, and could only focus her gaze on the water vapor.

"Sister, you said you had something you wanted to ask, what is it?"

Shen Zhaoyi uttered three words: "No rush."

The photo you just saw was probably taken when Mumu was twelve or thirteen years old.

The reason she wasn't sure was that he was too fair-skinned, like a glutinous rice ball; it was rare to see a boy that age with such a appearance.

Wearing a clean school uniform, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and delicate hair, she really looked no different from a girl.

"Why did you decide to make yourself all dark and grimy?" Shen Zhaoyi really didn't understand.

When Mu Mu heard her ask this, a bitter smile appeared on her lips. "Don't you think it's good to be a little dark-skinned, sister?"

"What's good about it?!"

First of all, let me clarify that this is not about skin color discrimination.

In fact, if we consider Mumu's original appearance, she is fair-skinned and clean-cut, which would definitely be very popular in group broadcasts.

Although they may not be able to compete for the top spot, at least they won't be relegated to the sidelines for years.

Mu Mu was also surprised that Shen Zhaoyi's focus was actually on this.

In fact, whether it's black or white is not important to him.

As long as it protects me, I'm willing to change to any other color.

When he was a child, he was well-liked by all the neighbors because of his cute appearance. At that time, Mu Mu naively thought that everyone he would meet in the future would be like that.

It wasn't until junior high school that obvious differences in physical characteristics between genders began to appear.

There are always some boys in the class who like to tease female classmates. After being warned and "educated" by the teacher time and time again, they turned their attention to the overly delicate Mu Mu.

Since they're all boys, if the teacher sees them, they'll just mistake it for roughhousing.

At first, it was just verbal abuse.

Eventually, it escalated into a physical altercation.

From then on, he became the "target of attention" for some boys.

Because they would run into each other in the same restroom during breaks, for a long time he chose to hold it in until he got home...

Shen Zhaoyi never imagined that school bullying was everywhere.

And the reason is actually this?

Being handsome is not a sin for a boy, and the same principle applies to everyone.

After hearing this story, Shen Zhaoyi also came to a realization.

The reason this person changed his appearance was simply because he didn't want people to think he was easy to bully anymore.
Mumu nodded.

"That's it."

Sensing that he was still hiding something, Shen Zhaoyi did not press him for details.

Everyone has a past they want to hide, and being able to tell them is already like reopening old wounds.

She quickly changed the subject and started talking about the old man's illness.

Did the doctor say today what caused this brain hemorrhage?

Mumu unconsciously gripped the sheet beside her, thinking that she would be fine after the surgery.

But I never expected it to be a relapse.

“I should have thought of that earlier. If the surgery had been successful, my grandmother’s memory wouldn’t have deteriorated to this extent in such a short time.”

"I should have thought of that sooner..." He kept repeating the last sentence in a low voice, his whole being exuding a desperate despair on the verge of collapse.

Shen Zhaoyi knew what he was worried about.

I glanced at the old man through the glass this morning, and I estimated he weighed only about 70 pounds.

In addition, given his age and the fact that he had previously undergone craniotomy, his body might not be able to withstand a second one.

But either way, the outcome is terrible, so why not take a gamble?
Shen Zhaoyi took Mu Mu's cold hand and placed the glass of water in front of him into his palm.

"Give me Grandma's medical records. I'll find someone to take a look at them tomorrow. He's an expert in this field, and maybe there'll be a chance."

Shen Zhaoyi's words were like a light suddenly appearing in the darkness, giving Mu Mu hope.

He looked up, his eyes a little red.

"Sister, is it true?"

"real."

However, Shen Zhaoyi still had to tell him in advance that in this situation, she could only say that she would try her best.

Mu Mu understood what she meant.

At this point, even the slightest hope is good.

Perhaps because she had been holding on all this time, and now that someone was finally sharing some of the burden, Mumu was showing a rare vulnerable side.

He abandoned his initial cowardice, finished the glass of water, and then pounced heavily on Shen Zhaoyi.

Today, I finally took action on what I've always wanted to do most.

Feeling the real presence in her arms, Mu Mu took a deep breath, buried her face in her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, let me hug you for a little while, okay? Just for a little while."

He seemed genuinely afraid of being pushed away, and he held the person tightly with both hands.

Shen Zhaoyi slowly loosened her clenched fist until she noticed a damp spot. Then she raised her hand and gently patted Mu Mu's trembling back, again and again.

"It's okay, it will get better."

At this moment, the house was so quiet that only the chirping of cicadas could be heard outside the courtyard.

The hug lasted for a very long time, so long that Shen Zhaoyi wondered if Mu Mu had fallen asleep.

Feeling a slight numbness in her shoulder, she removed her hand and tried to move her body, attempting to escape from his embrace.

But the hand on his waist remained completely still.

Instead, it tightened even more.

"That's enough." Shen Zhaoyi pinched the arm across her waist in an annoyed tone.

Mumu knew she couldn't push her luck too much, so she rubbed her head against the ground a few times before reluctantly letting go.

When he raised his face, he deliberately looked to the other side.

Shen Zhaoyi pretended not to see his crying face, pulled out a tissue, wiped her shoulder, and said with a hint of disgust, "You didn't use my clothes to wipe your nose, did you?"

Mumu quickly retorted, "Sister, I wouldn't be that bad!"

The heavy nasal tone made it impossible for Shen Zhaoyi to say anything harsh.

"Yes, you're not bad." She gave a soft hum, tapping his forehead with her fingertip. "So, shall we go get the medical records now?"

"Old Wang is still waiting for me."

Upon hearing that she was leaving, Mu Mu, ignoring her still red eyes, moved closer to Shen Zhaoyi.

"Sister, are you leaving?"

"Otherwise what?" Shen Zhaoyi turned on her phone screen.

It was already past midnight, and she had to go back for dinner. Besides, Mumu hadn't slept for a day and a night, so the nap she took in the car just now was hardly any help.

I have to go to the hospital tonight to relieve Aunt Sun. If I don't get proper rest, what will happen if I collapse from exhaustion?
Knowing that her sister meant well, Mumu reluctantly stood up, dawdled into the bedroom, and pulled a metal box out of the closet.