"Hmm?" Aurora Cooper raised her eyebrows slightly.
Mia Ginger handed the phone back to her and smiled, "It was after seeing this photo that I wanted to beco a journalist. I feel this photo is really well taken, it captures her beautifully, right? Mainly, it’s the aura, and you can feel the photographer’s emotions in it, which makes it particularly moving."
"..." Aurora was taken aback, "Do you still rember the earthquake?"
"Uh-huh." Mia looked at her as if it was a matter of course.
Aurora looked at her, speechless for a long ti.
She rembers the earthquake?
Even rembers Lia Chester?
Just skipped over everything concerning Koa Jackson?
Cleanly removed?
Aurora looked into her clear and bright eyes, dazed for a mont, feeling incredibly heartbroken as she carefully cradled her head in her arms, gently saying, "If you want to be a journalist, then be a journalist. No matter what you want to do, mom supports you. Get better soon, being healthy is the most important."
"Mm." Mia nodded and sighed, "But I still can’t rember how I got into the car accident."
"It’s okay not to rember," Aurora said, "It’s not a pleasant thing."
"It’s not very happy." Mia frowned, deeply troubled, "Whenever I try hard to rember, I feel very, very sad."
"Then don’t think about it." Aurora sighed softly, touched her cheek, and smiled gently, "Go to sleep, it’s getting late, and your headache needs good rest."
"Mm." Mia widened her eyes at her, "Can you help touch the wound area again? It’s a bit itchy."
"Alright." Aurora raised her hand, moving very gently for fear of hurting her.
Mia, feeling it, frowned after a while, "It’s still more comfortable when Dr. Jackson touches it, your touch isn’t quite right."
"He’s a doctor, naturally he’s better at this than ." Aurora’s voice was indifferent.
"Yeah, that’s true." Mia agreed with a nod.
She quietly stared at the ceiling.
Her thoughts were a bit chaotic, yet seed clear, and a bit empty.
It felt like sothing quite important still hadn’t been rembered, but whenever she tried to think, her mind was blank.
Was it Dallas Taylor?
The two of them were already engaged, surely many things must have happened.
Why couldn’t she rember?
Additionally—
Seeing him in the afternoon, although happy, there wasn’t the nervousness or accelerated heartbeat.
It was when she looked into Dr. Jackson’s eyes that she felt very nervous.
Thinking randomly, Mia pursed her lips, lightly sighed, and withdrew her gaze to see Aiden Jiang and Bob Ginger entering through the door.
"Dad." Mia called out with a slight smile.
She woke up three days after the surgery, but had never been fully conscious, feeling very agitated, occasionally speaking incoherently, unable to speak smoothly, and not recognizing people much. She spent most of her ti asleep, and now, seeing familiar faces, she was a bit excited, with a faint smile on her lips.
"Awake, huh." Aiden reached her bedside, feeling comforted and asked softly, "How are you feeling?"
"Can I get out of bed tomorrow?" Mia looked at him, annoyed, "I don’t have any fractures or anything, I should be able to walk, but lying down all the ti makes my legs feel weak."
"Well," Aiden smiled gently, "I’m not a doctor, you can ask the doctor about that tomorrow."
"Alright."
"Mm." Aiden nodded and glanced at Aurora.
Clearly, he had sothing to say.
Aurora reached out and tucked Mia’s blanket edge, then said to Bob Ginger, "Keep your sister company and chat for a while."
User Comments
0 comments from readers