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Yu Chunmiao was strong, but the more the people around her cared, the more she felt unable to hold it together. Her tears fell faster than Qi Chong could wipe them away.
Qi Chong's heart felt as if it were being struck by something heavy. Yet, with Yu Chunmiao only crying and not speaking, he felt both anxious and frustrated, urging her to say something: "Just tell me!"
How could Yu Chunmiao express that she was grieving for someone who didn't exist in this world? How could she say that her mental age was already twenty-eight? How could she admit that she was merely a soul and that this body wasn't truly hers?
Qi Rong was affected by Yu Chunmiao's tears, and soon his own fell freely. "Sister-in-law must be missing her mother. I feel the same way when I think of Dad."
Qi Yuan wrapped his arms around his younger brother to comfort him.
Holding Yu Chunmiao's face in his hands, Qi Chong looked into her eyes and asked, "Are you missing your mother?"
It seemed like a good excuse, and she nodded silently in agreement.
Qi Chong tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Your mother is gone, but we are all your family! Next time you feel sad, you can't just cry alone."
As he spoke, he glanced at Qi Yuan. Receiving the signal, Qi Yuan took his younger brother out of the room and kindly closed the door behind them.
With no one else around, Qi Chong pulled Yu Chunmiao into his embrace. "Is it because someone in our family has upset you that you're suddenly thinking of your mother? Did Qi Rong say something inappropriate or Yuan Er? Or was it me?"
She had been avoiding him lately, which made him wonder if he had done something wrong.
Yu Chunmiao buried her head in his chest and spoke through her tears, "No, it's because of how you all treat me that I think of my mother. Especially these past few days when it feels like I'm being held just like my mother used to hold me while I slept. It makes me feel like she's still here."
Hearing this made Qi Chong's heart ache deeply, as if pierced by every sob that escaped her lips. He remembered what Qi Qin had said about her past; he had listened then but hadn't fully grasped the weight of her suffering.
Now, however, her pain felt tangible. Each of her cries felt like needles piercing his heart.
He tightened his embrace and gently asked, "What can I do to help you feel better?"
At his question, Yu Chunmiao's mind was filled with thoughts of Yang Lan Mountain Er Guo Tou.
"I want to drink."
Alcohol was an essential part of her life—from medicinal liquor for treating injuries to alcohol for self-soothing.
When she first started working, earning two thousand a month made everyone eager to befriend her; back then, she would share her thoughts with others too. But since her salary had increased to over twenty thousand, she found herself without friends. In times of distress, alcohol became her only companion. Unfortunately, she had a high tolerance; even after drinking beer until she felt full and sick, she remained sober. Thus, liquor became her best option—cheap and effective without adding weight.
Her youthful voice sounded muffled yet bubbly as she spoke, but this answer genuinely surprised Qi Chong.
He had liquor at home, but it was so strong that even he found it harsh on his throat. Should he let her drink? She looked so frail; what if it harmed her health?
After a while, not receiving an answer, Yu Chunmiao looked up with tear-filled eyes and asked him, "What's wrong? Is there no wine at home? Cooking wine will do."
Her misty, wet eyes collided with Qi Chong's, flooding his heart with emotion. At that moment, if Yu Chunmiao wanted the stars from the sky, he would find a way to bring them down for her.
Drinking was fine, but it had to be done in moderation; he didn’t want her to overindulge today.
"Where's the wine?" Yu Chunmiao interrupted his rambling, gazing at Qi Chong with a playful look, swallowing hard.
Qi Chong's mind buzzed; was Qi Qin trying to set him up with a drunken wife?
He pointed to the cabinet next to the bookshelf. Inside, there was a yellow jar.
Yu Chunmiao opened the cabinet and found a yellow wine jar, which had a faded red paper attached to it with the words "Men Er Quan" written on it.
What kind of wine has such a strange name? No matter; how can one relieve worries? Only Du Kang will do!
Qi Chong’s medicine bowl was still there. She rinsed it with water and poured a bowl.
"Just drink half a bowl; this wine is strong," Qi Chong hurriedly advised.
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