Filhote de tigre leitor de mentes é uma fofura, eu falo pela mamãe
Jiang Duoduo descobriu que era diferente das outras crianças. Elas tinham apenas uma mãe, mas ela tinha muitas, muitas mães. A mãe tigre a ensinava a caçar, a mãe macaca a ensinava a subir em árvores.
When Jiang Rui arrived, Jiang Cheng had just completed her discharge paperwork.
The siblings met at the hospital: one with a face etched with worry and anxiety, the other, for the first time in years, looking unusually relaxed and bright.
“Jiang Cheng, you…” Jiang Rui looked his sister up and down, only relaxing when he was sure she was unharmed. “I heard you got stuck on a mountain late at night?”
Ever since her divorce and miscarriage over three years ago, Jiang Cheng had left Beijing and moved to this small city of Sucheng, unexpectedly developing a fondness for hiking. Their parents had passed away a few years back, and the family business in Beijing still needed tending. So, for the past several years, Jiang Rui had been flying back and forth between the two cities.
Recently, he’d been abroad negotiating an important project when a friend called to say that his younger sister, Jiang Cheng, had been trapped by a storm deep in the mountains late at night. Thankfully, the rescue team arrived in time to save her and, per Jiang Cheng’s request, took her to a private hospital.
Coincidentally, that private hospital belonged to Jiang Rui’s friend’s family. It was only when his friend happened to visit Sucheng on an inspection that he discovered Jiang Cheng there and quickly informed Jiang Rui.
As soon as Jiang Rui got the news, he rushed back to the country, not even bothering to drop off his luggage before hurrying to the hospital.
“How did you find out?” Jiang Cheng looked at her brother in surprise, then quickly explained when sh