Jiang Yi stared at her soaking wet mother and sat up from the bed.
She was somewhat afraid of her, so she didn't dare to get too close to her.
Jiang Yi softly called, "Mom?"
Jiang Jin didn't answer her, nor did she even look at her.
Her gaze seemed to pass through her, looking at a spot behind her.
There used to be an extra bookshelf in Jiang Yi's room.
Later, because she kicked it during a midnight trip, hurting her toe, Elder Jiang had someone move it out.
Jiang Yi turned her head and unexpectedly saw that the bookshelf was still there.
Jiang Yi, following her mother's gaze, stared at the bookshelf.
The bookshelf was filled with books she loved as a child, occasionally holding some scattered odds and ends.
Jiang Yi softly asked, "Mom, what are you looking at?"
Jiang Jin seemed unable to hear her and walked straight towards the bookshelf.
Then she stopped in front of the bookshelf, soaking wet, bending over to start searching.
