He shouldn't have left her on the shoe cabinet at the door. Even if he wanted to let her know that she shouldn't run around barefoot, he should have taken her to a warm and safe place first.
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It was his lack of consideration that made her cry so sadly now.
The little girl's skin was already fair, and when she cried even the tip of her nose turned red, and her tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, and she could never stop crying.
She leaned her head weakly on He Sui's shoulder and sobbed, the buzzing feeling still resonating in her mind.
"Ugh, it hurts."
The little girl blinked twice, and crystal tears fell down, disappearing in the collar of the boy's pajamas, leaving two tear marks.
He Sui rubbed the side of his face against the little girl's fluffy hair.
She was soft and fragrant all over, and in her white bunny pajamas, she looked like a real little bunny.
"sorry."
He said.
The voice is very low.
Cong Nian raised her little face and wanted to look at him, but He Sui pushed her back.
Someone is blaming himself.
He Sui held her and walked back and forth, his hands gently caressing her all the time. Gradually, the little girl's emotions stabilized.
She took the initiative to rub her head over, and her soft hair brushed across He Sui's face, making it itchy.
"It's okay, I don't feel any pain!"
He Sui stopped and felt the little girl twisting and turning restlessly in his arms.
Finally, she seemed to have found a comfortable position and continued to hang on him, sighing comfortably.
"If you're worried about me, then blow on me! It won't hurt anymore!"
The pain will go away if you snore.
There seemed to be some emotion in the boy's eyes.
He had heard these words a long, long time ago.
When I hear it again now, it feels like a lifetime ago.
The valve of memory is also opened.
He Sui held the little girl in his arms and sat on the sofa, looking into her watery eyes, as if he could see through her at a glance.
His heart had long since softened into a puddle of water.
The boy curled his lips.
Perhaps she had long forgotten that she had said the same thing to herself nearly ten years ago.
It was just that he was the one who was injured at that time.
In the bright spring days, the little boy fell down countless times while trying to catch the white butterflies that the little girl liked.
The clean clothes were covered with dust, and even a lot of it got on my face.
Gray and frosted, the fox eyes that had been charming since childhood were full of stubbornness, and he would get up from where he fell.
Even though the little girl said she liked butterflies, she was just saying it casually and didn't really want them.
But he also remembered it in his heart and would not stop until he caught one.
At that time, the little girl was taking a lazily nap on the sunny table, while the little boy was jumping outside chasing butterflies.
Finally, after repeated failures, he caught one.
The butterfly flapped its wings in his palm, which was very itchy, but he endured it and did not let go, and ran straight to the little girl.
When the little girl opened her sleepy eyes, she saw the little boy covered in dust and the most beautiful white butterfly in his palm.
She was surprised and happy. She was happy that the little boy caught a butterfly for her, but she was surprised that his hand was injured.
In the end, the little girl let the butterfly go and took the little boy's scratched hand to blow on it.
Her movements were clumsy and slow, and even her words were not very clear.
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The little girl is Cong Nian and the little boy is him.
It had been so long that even he couldn't remember the details, but he still remembered her babyish words.
"Hoo, hoo, it won't hurt anymore!"
Even if the two have no contact again later, fate will still drive them to meet.
"Hey, hey, what are you thinking about?"
Cong Nian stretched out his hand and waved it in front of He Sui's eyes.
Why was he staring at her as if he wanted to eat her alive?
He hasn't answered his own question yet!
The little girl looked at him in confusion, and her appearance happened to overlap with the little girl in his memory.
My heart felt like it was fluttering with thousands of butterflies, making it feel numb and tingling.
"Hmm? Nothing."
He Sui certainly wouldn't reveal his little thoughts.
The little girl didn't believe what he said.
"Are you daydreaming? You're too embarrassed to admit it, but your thoughts were written all over your face!"
Actually, not.
He Sui's thoughts are never reflected so directly on his face.
The reason Cong Nian said this was just to piss him off.
But what she didn't know was, how could these little tricks of hers hide from He Sui's eyes?
He understood what she meant as soon as she spoke.
Looking at the little girl's proud face, He Sui curled his lips.
"Is your head no longer hurting?"
With just one sentence, the little girl became dispirited again and moved her head closer.
"It hurts, I need to cry."
How could it not hurt?
My head is still dizzy now.
He Sui's breathing was very light, and the cool air blowing on his head was very comfortable.
Cong Nian maintained this posture, kneeling on the sofa, like a kitten stretching.
He Sui squinted his eyes and watched the little girl giggle, her shallow dimples touched his heart sweetly.
He also laughed silently.
A warm current flowed around the two of them. After a while, He Sui's low voice with a smile sounded in Cong Nian's ears.
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"I was just thinking..."
Hearing him speak, Cong Nian pricked up his ears to listen, but did not open his eyes.
She still closed her eyes and enjoyed his caressing her.
He Sui continued:
"I wonder whose cat this is, it's so delicate."
"You can't scold me, you can't hit me, you can't be violent."
Cong Nian was completely confused.
Why are you suddenly talking about raising a cat?
Could it be that He Sui wants to get a cat?
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