Anning: "I'm scared..."
Thunder: "Where are you... Anning... Tell me where you are..."
Liao Qian: "An Ning, don't be afraid, Allen isn't a bad person, An Ning..."
Anyang: "Sis, I'm here! Sis, can you hear me? Come on over..."
Allen: "S, hurry up and fix the light."
S: "As soon as possible..."
Liao Qian was groping in the dark when he suddenly touched a hand.
Liao Qian: "An Ning?"
Allen: "It's me..."
Liao Qian: "Look what you've done!"
Allen: "I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen, the light would break."
Thunder: "You two be quiet, I heard An Ning's voice. Don't come any closer, don't disturb me..."
Lei Ting groped around, hearing An Ning murmur of fear. He remembered a time when the power went out and An Ning had crouched in a corner, saying she was scared. When Lei Ting found her, she was still trembling. That time, An Ning wanted Lei Ting to hold her tight, but Lei Ting impatiently carried her back to bed. That night, An Ning was still trembling. Lei Ting regretted not holding An Ning properly that night, not comforting her. His heart pounded, but even in the darkness, he was determined to find An Ning. Finally, he felt a warmth before him. Lei Ting slowly crouched down and touched An Ning's head.
Thunder: "Peace?"
Ahead lay Anning, trembling with fear. Everything was pitch black before her eyes, and she had no idea who was approaching.
Anning: "I'm scared..."
It was Anning, his Anning, trembling and waiting for him. Leiting hugged her tightly and comforted her softly.
Thunder: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid..."
Anning: "I...I want to go home..."
Thunder: "Let's go home..."
Anning clung tightly to Leiting, an embrace Leiting had longed for, and he held her tightly, unwilling to let go. The words in Anning's mind gradually faded, replaced by a familiar sense of security. Anning gripped Leiting's shoulders tightly, unwilling to let go, a feeling that she never wanted to be separated again. Leiting held her, gently comforting her.
Anyang: "Sis, has anyone found my sister?"
Allen: "Miss Anning, you can go to the light."
Thunder: "Shut up and turn on the lights, you pervert."
Allen: "S..."
S: "Soon..."
Liao Qian had meant well but ended up doing something wrong. She hadn't expected Allen to scare An Ning. In the darkness, Allen took Liao Qian's hand, and Liao Qian didn't flinch but instead gripped it even tighter.
Thunder: "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid...I will protect you, stay with you, and never let you get hurt..."
An Ning: "I...who are you..."
Thunder: "I am Thunder, your Thunder..."
Anning lay in Leiting's arms, feeling the embrace growing warmer and warmer. Instinctively, she wanted to get closer, but reason told her she couldn't.
An Ning: "Thunder... let go of me, I'm alright..."
Thunder: "No, you'll be scared. I know you're afraid of the dark, I know... I know..."
Snap! The light came on, and An Yang realized that he had tripped over the sofa and his foot was completely swallowed up. No wonder he couldn't get up. Allen and Liao Qian let go of each other's hands, and everyone ran to An Ning. Lei Ting held An Ning in his arms and glared angrily at Liao Qian.
Thunder: "Look what you've done."
Liao Qian: "I didn't know it would turn out like this!"
Allen: "Miss Anning, are you alright?"
An Yang: "Let go of my sister. You're holding her so tight. You'll hurt her if you keep doing that."
An Ning: "I'm fine..."
An Yang took An Ning's hand, and Lei Ting was reluctant to let go. An Yang carried An Ning to the sofa, where the soft sofa made An Ning feel much more at ease. The group rested on the sofa, and Allen asked his assistant S to bring everyone juice to calm their nerves.
Allen: "I'm so sorry, I didn't explain myself clearly. I'm sorry."
An Ning: "It's okay..."
Liao Qian: "This is my first time here too, I didn't know it would be like this! An Ning, are you alright!"
An Ning: "It's okay, it's okay. It's so embarrassing. I'm such a grown-up and I'm still afraid of the dark."
Anyang: "I'm afraid of the dark too! Sis, have some juice to calm your nerves..."
Lei Ting: "Hey, this is kiwi juice! An Ning can't drink it, she'll be allergic."
Allen: "This is green apple juice...don't worry about it!"
Anning: "Thank you!"
An Ning drank a large glass of juice before she recovered, still shaken, and held An Yang's hand. Her hair was also disheveled by Lei Ting's touch, and Allen looked at Liao Qian, unsure what to do.
Liao Qian: "An Ning, would you like Allen's assistant to fix your hair? We're all here, we won't scare you."
An Ning: "Yes, that's fine."
Allen: "Come here quickly."
At Allen's command, five people came out of the house, carrying various makeup tools. An Yang left the sofa, and the five makeup artists helped An Ning touch up her makeup and style her hair.
Lei Ting glared angrily at Liao Qian, but Liao Qian ignored him and talked to Allen.
Liao Qian: "What kind of fetish is taking off clothes?"
Allen: "It's just my job; the customers are my creations."
Liao Qian: "These top-level people just let their wives take off their clothes and show them to you."
Allen: "Look? I never look. I'm not interested in the body. I pursue perfection, a kind of perfect outline. Miss Anning has that kind of perfection."
An Yang: "That's right. Any man could fall at my sister's feet and do something abnormal. Only a fool would do that."
Liao Qian: "An Yang, stop being sarcastic. Allen doesn't understand your dialect."
An Yang: "I know he can't understand, but there are others who can!"
Allen: "Anyang, I can design clothes for you."
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