Looking up at Mo Tian, I saw that his body had slumped to one side, his head, which had been held high, was now hanging down, and he was panting heavily, as if he had been in great pain...
"Mo Tian, I'm sorry, perhaps I was too hasty." Realizing she might have overexerted herself, Wan'er felt deeply remorseful and got out of bed…
"Bang!" The door was opened, and Uncle and Mercury, who had been waiting outside, saw Wan'er carrying Mo Tian in the doorway. Mo Tian looked languid, and Wan'er also seemed somewhat tired...
"How is he? Can he return to his original form?" Mercury looked Wan'er over, reached out to help her sit down, and said, "Why does he look like..."
"It's ruined." Stroking Mo Tian's fur, Wan'er shook her head sadly.
"Don't rush!" Uncle came out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl of prepared food. He called out to Wan'er from a distance, "Perhaps it's not the right time yet. Get a good night's sleep tonight, and you'll find a better solution when you wake up tomorrow morning."
"I think I'm hungry too, Mo Tian, do you want to eat something first?" Wan'er picked up Mo Tian and got up to walk to the dining table.
"You only remember your Hua Motian, humph!" Mercury sniffed and followed behind her, walking towards the dining table as she spoke, "The day after tomorrow is the New Year, shouldn't we make some preparations and have a good New Year?"
"New Year!" Upon hearing these two words, the uncle standing at the opposite table was stunned and fell into a daze. "I wonder how my wife is doing at home?"
"I have an idea," Wan'er suggested. "Why don't we all go to the countryside for the New Year and also appease Auntie?"
"No need, it's better not to meet at all." Uncle sighed, shook his head, and turned his gaze to the window, looking into the distance. Every year's end is a farewell, and this year…
My great-uncle's expression was strange. Did he really not want to see my great-aunt again? But I had a feeling...
Wan'er glanced at her uncle and suddenly had a feeling that he was deliberately avoiding something.
"Where did Biyu go?" Wan'er looked around and, not seeing Biyu who had returned with her, asked.
"I don't know what's wrong with that girl. She suddenly went out at noon today, without saying where she was going, and she was gone for the whole afternoon, probably three or four hours," Mercury replied.
"You've been gone for so long, could something have happened to you?" Wan'er asked worriedly.
"Probably not. If something happened, she's learned to make phone calls now, she should call back," Mercury said, sitting down at the table and picking up a piece of cooked chicken breast, ready to eat.
"Slap!" Uncle reached out and slapped his hand away, then turned to look at him. "I think you should go out and look for her. It's already so late, and she's a girl after all. Otherwise, you won't be eating dinner tonight."
"Hmph, fine, I won't eat then." Mercury got angry, threw down her chopsticks with a "smack," and got up to walk towards the living room.
After thinking for a moment, she lifted her foot, walked to the door, changed her shoes, and was about to go out.
"Knock knock knock!" A knock sounded at the door. Mercury reached out and opened the door. "You little rascal, you're finally back."
A chill ran through her, and Biyu, bewildered, pulled off one sleeve, clasped her hands together, and trembled as she entered through the door…
"You, oh dear, little girl, what happened to you? Your lips are all white, and there's blood! You..." Seeing her face streaked with tears and unsteady on her feet, Mercury reached out to support her, but Biyu dodged to the side...
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