Li Pingyi heard a bout of crying in his hazy consciousness. He took a few steps and saw a little boy sitting outside the door, tears wetting his eyelashes as he sobbed. The sunlight shone on the side of his face, making him seem quite adorable. Li Pingyi stepped forward and heard a childish voice come from his own mouth.
"Xiu'er…"
The boy lifted his lashes and turned his head to look at him. Li Pingyi heard himself declare with certainty,
"I would be sad if you died too."
…
"Hmm."
As his blurred vision gradually cleared, Li Pingyi finally woke up from the dream. He felt a terrible pain all over his body, his mouth bitter and astringent with the taste of blood; his chest bone was broken, and his leg was so sore it was numb, likely broken too.
