Time passed and it was night.
In Gu Ximan's boudoir, the electronic clock on the wall ticked to 21:54, and the light green numbers glowed faintly in the dim environment.
The rain outside the window started to fall at some point. The fine raindrops hit the glass obliquely, leaving a blurry water mark. The rustling sound of the rain mixed with the occasional sound of the wind brought a refreshing coolness to Caizhou in the autumn night, and even a hint of crisp moisture filled the room.
There was only a bedside night light on in the room. The warm yellow light was lightly spread on the bedding, outlining the soft contours of the two figures on the bed.
Tang Xiaoxiao curled up in the quilt like a kitten seeking protection, with her knees bent, her arms wrapped around her body, and her whole body huddled into a small ball.
The pink coral fleece quilt covering her body was wrinkled, with the corners hanging down from the edge of the bed, rising and falling gently with her breathing, the amplitude so small that it was barely noticeable.
Lu Xuexue sat on the blanket at the edge of the bed, her back against the headboard, holding a tablet in her hand, but her eyes were not on the screen. Instead, she looked at Tang Xiaoxiao's sleeping face with heartache.
The light from the night light fell on Tang Xiaoxiao's face. Her long eyelashes were like two small fans covered with dew, resting quietly under her eyes, trembling occasionally with her breathing.
But every once in a while, her brows would unconsciously frown slightly, as if she had encountered some difficulties in her dream, and the corners of her mouth would be pursed into a thin line, revealing an unspeakable grievance and helplessness.
When people feel insecure, they always subconsciously curl up.
Lu Xuexue sighed softly in her heart, put down the tablet, carefully reached out her hand, and smoothed the hair that was stuck to Tang Xiaoxiao's ears.
The hair stuck softly to the earlobe. As soon as her fingertips touched the strand of hair, she noticed the small corner of Tang's eye - there was a small patch of moisture there, shining with fine water light in the warm yellow light, and even the tip of the eyelashes was a little wet.
Lu Xuexue's heart skipped a beat for unknown reason, and the pain in her heart surged like a tide.
She gently tucked the corner of Tang Xiaoxiao's quilt, and when her fingertips touched the tense little body under the quilt, she realized that the child had not relaxed even when he was asleep, and his muscles were still slightly tense.
The sound of rain outside the window gradually became louder. The wind blew the raindrops against the glass, making a light "tapping" sound. The moisture in the corners of Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes deepened, as if the pain in her dream was aggravated by the wind and rain.
Lu Xuexue wiped the corners of her eyes, then got up from the bed, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and walked to the window.
She narrowed the gap in the window to make the sound of rain even quieter, then turned around, picked up the plush panda next to her, and gently put it into Tang Xiaoxiao's arms.
The moment the little bear was hugged, Tang Xiaoxiao's brows seemed to relax a little, and her curled up body relaxed a millimeter. The moisture in the corners of her eyes slowly faded, and her breathing gradually became long.
Lu Xuexue sat back on the carpet, looking at the little guy sleeping with the teddy bear in his arms, her heart soft and sour - how much unspeakable grievance and pain were hidden in this small and fragile body.
䜭䜭 is just a kid who should be in fifth grade.
But they have to go through pain that even adults can't bear.
As the night deepened, the sound of rain accompanied by even breathing flowed gently in the warm yellow halo.
After a while, the electronic clock on the wall showed 22:00, which was the time for the family meeting in the evening.
She had just come up and was just checking to see if Tang Xiaoxiao was asleep.
Lu Xuexue glanced at the time and gently rubbed Tang Xiaoxiao's soft face with her fingertips - the little guy was sleeping very soundly, obviously exhausted from the two days of rehabilitation training.
When she stood up, her movements were as light as a feather, and her pink slippers made no sound on the carpet. As she walked to the door, she deliberately glanced at the night light on the bed. The warm yellow light wrapped around her curled up figure, and she felt more at ease. Then she gently closed the door, leaving a thin gap.
Lu Xuexue was in a complicated mood and wanted to talk about this matter with Brother Gu Luo and the others, but doing so would make everyone feel depressed.
Because they can only give Tang Xiaoxiao the warmth they can.
As for these legs, there's really nothing I can do.
The closer you get to the first floor, the brighter the lights in the living room become. Warm light diffuses from the end of the corridor, dispelling the dimness of the stairwell.
Gu Luo and his sisters were sitting on the sofa in the living room.
The main light was on, but the light was adjusted to be soft and not so glaring.
Gu Luo leaned in the middle of the sofa, his long legs crossed, playing with a pillow in his hands.
Luo Shuning and Luo Shuling were sitting on the left side of the sofa, whispering something.
Gu Ximan sat cross-legged on the sofa on the right, playing with the ends of her cold tea brown hair. Seeing Lu Xuexue coming down, she waved to her and patted the empty seat next to her.
The most conspicuous person is Luo Shuhe standing in the center.
She was wearing a black suspender nightgown that just reached her thighs, revealing her slender shoulders, neck, and arms. Her fair skin glowed delicately in the warm light.
The real girlfriend crossed her arms over her chest, her back straight, and glanced across the living room indifferently with her usual calmness and oppression, like a feline ready to pounce.
Lu Xuexue pursed her lips, but ultimately did not mention the moisture in the corners of Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes when she fell asleep - it was better to keep that vulnerability hidden in her heart and not let others worry about it.
She tiptoed over and sat down next to Gu Ximan. As soon as she sat down, she met Luo Shuhe's gaze.
"Everyone is here, let's get started."
Luo Shuhe's voice was not loud, but it clearly drowned out the sound of rain outside the window.
Her gaze swept from Luo Shuning to Lu Xuexue, and finally landed on Gu Luo. The living room became quiet, with only the "tick-tick" sound of the electronic clock on the wall and the "rustling" sound of raindrops hitting the glass in the distance, making this late-night family meeting particularly solemn.
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