C26 I Heard the Voice of Malice Again

The next morning, Little Ruixin woke up in her grandma's arms, which smelled of soap. It felt unfamiliar but warm. Occasionally, her grandma's gentle breaths brushed against her hair. Little Ruixin, afraid of waking her, stayed perfectly still, recalling the words her older brother had taught her. She didn't understand their meaning but knew how to pronounce them