She was sleeping very restlessly, and the boy's mother felt sorry for her and gently and carefully wiped her forehead with a towel.
The boy, holding his bandaged foot, sat quietly by the girl's bed, looking at her intently.
The mother placed the water glass on the bedside table in a very soft voice, but the girl trembled all over.
She is very sensitive; even the slightest noise can make her as alert and trembling as a frightened bird.
The boy was puzzled. What had she gone through to become so paranoid?
The girl woke up crying from her sleep, her face covered in tears, huddled at the foot of the bed, refusing to let anyone near her, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Her pale face was filled with helplessness and panic.
The boy's mother paused for a moment, then stood up, walked gently to her side, and carefully put her arm around her.
The girl shuddered involuntarily, and her mother gently patted her thin, frail shoulders, silently comforting her.
Perhaps it was the pleasant scent emanating from the boy's mother that gave the girl a long-lost sense of warmth and security.
She gradually stopped trembling, her emotions calmed down, and she drifted off to sleep in her arms.
Later...
The boy's mother would always gently hold the girl in her arms at night, softly coaxing her to sleep, just like a mother would.
Every morning, the boy would carry her to the beach and tell her many little stories.
He would also have the girl sit to one side while he collected pretty seashells and starfish, making them into a simple yet exquisite necklace for her.
On their way home, the girl would always nestle against the boy's thin back and drift off to sleep.
The boy's father would cook a table full of delicious dishes, then hold the girl affectionately in his arms and gently and carefully feed her bite by bite.
At this time, the girl is always very happy, her big eyes wide open like purple grapes, very cute.
The girl's emotions gradually calmed down and stabilized. Her pale face regained some color and she seemed to regain some vitality. The boy's family breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the time spent on the island, though beautiful and warm, was short and fleeting.
Like fragments of memories from time, once they are gathered and pieced together, everything will move forward in an uncontrollable trend.
We were powerless to do anything about it, but we could only accept it.
One evening, the boy passed by his parents' room and, through a small crack in the door, overheard some news that made him ecstatic; he almost burst out laughing at the doorway.
The parents are planning to adopt a girl as their youngest daughter.
The boy was very happy, although he didn't know why he was so happy.
Maybe it's because he's going to have a cute little sister?
The next day, just as the boy excitedly opened the girl's room to tell her the good news...
Suddenly, I realized the little girl was gone...
The boy's family called the police and searched the entire island, but to no avail.
The little girl simply vanished, without even leaving her name, just as she had appeared and disappeared so suddenly!
Yan Jingzhou's voice was slightly hoarse. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the back of his teeth to suppress the slight bitterness on his lips, and continued speaking:
"later………"
"Mama Ling~~"
Yan Jingzhou paused, stopped, and turned to look at the person behind him.
The little girl gently closed her eyes and whispered softly as she rested her head on his shoulder.
The soft moonlight gently enveloped Gong Ning, illuminating the glistening tears that unconsciously welled up within her, making her appear pitiful.
Her pink lips were stubbornly pursed, as if she was trying her best to suppress something.
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