Perhaps sensing the choke in Mo Jiangqing's voice, Chu Qingmeng paused her movements. She stared blankly at Mo Jiangqing as he tried to help her up, dropped the small twig in her hand, reached out to stroke Mo Jiangqing's head, and followed him to her feet.
Taken aback by this sudden head pat, Mo Jiangqing burst into laughter, though tears mixed into his smile as he supported the rising Chu Qingmeng toward the main courtyard. His mother had sensed his distress; even though she no longer remembered him, she still couldn't bear to see him hurt. "Mother, it's cold outside. Let's not play on the ground anymore, alright?"
Chu Qingmeng simply followed him without a word. As they walked, she began to skip, hopping alternately on one foot and two like playing hopscotch.
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