When Daisy Ginger woke up, she saw a vast expanse of white outside.
She had been in the hospital for the past few days, taking medicine and getting injections, feeling a bit weak. She gazed at the snowy scene outside for a while before slowly sitting up from the bed.
Something soft suddenly fell out of her arms. Instinctively, Daisy grabbed it, and when she looked down, she saw it was a brown toy bear.
She must have pressed something accidentally, as the bear suddenly made a sound—"Daisy, happy birthday."
"Daisy, happy birthday."
"Daisy, happy birthday."
She was slightly stunned for a moment before she turned off the recording.
The recording was of Edward Stephens now, but the words inside were what Edward Stephens had said to her in the past.
Daisy was genuinely dazed for a while before she realized that, back then, Edward had said he would help her fix the recording box. Could it be that he really fixed it and recorded a new segment with his own voice? Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱
She didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Looking at the bear in her hands, she couldn’t help but smile.
He brought her back one just like it.
Although she originally found this bear somewhat silly and disliked it.
Outside was a snowy icy world, and inside the room, the air conditioning was on.
For these past days, perhaps because of her mood, Daisy couldn’t warm up no matter how much she slept. But at that moment, because of this plush little bear, she felt a slight happiness and warmth.
In this world, perhaps only he could make her feel joyful even under such circumstances.
She closed her eyes, gently hugging the little toy in her arms, feeling a sense of security and peace.
Luckily, she still had him.
She still had Edward.
When the man came in, there was still a bit of unmelted snow on his down jacket.
Daisy sat up from the bed and reached out to brush the snow off his hair.
"Where have you been?" She knelt on the bed, looking at the man’s slightly reddened nose from the cold, and handed him a hot water bottle.
"Just came back from the police station." Edward glanced at the bear she was holding, raising an eyebrow, "Do you like it?"
Daisy said, "Did you change the recording box inside?"
Edward raised his eyebrow slightly, with a hint of pride: "You can open it and see if it’s from eight years ago."
Daisy pouted, "Since you fixed it, why did you erase the old voice?" She couldn’t hear the tender young voice from eight years ago anymore.
Edward looked at her and said calmly, "It’s all in the past, what’s so good about listening to it? Didn’t I record a new one for you? You can listen to mine from now on."
Daisy didn’t mind his presumptuous decision too much. For her, the things Edward gave her meant more than the broken ones.
Given that he had fixed the bear for her, what more could she say?
"What were you doing at the police station?" Daisy changed the topic as the snowflakes in Edward’s hair melted from the room’s warmth, and she kept wiping them with a tissue, "It’s so cold, don’t run around." If he caught a cold, she’d be the one worrying.
"The surveillance footage was repaired." Edward looked at her, "I sent it to them."
"..." Daisy suddenly looked up.
Edward’s eyes were a bit dim as he reached out to hold Daisy’s hand, encompassing it entirely in his palm: "There’s footage of your mother falling into the water in the garden."
Daisy stared at him intently, her voice hoarse, "Did she fall in by herself?"
Edward was silent for a moment, then gently shook his head.
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