Tiny stars.
Messy grass.
The starlight casts lazily towards the historic dry well. A thin figure squatted on the back of the dry well.
Tears made her bangs stick tightly to her forehead, and the pink bow behind her hair floated in the wind.
The teardrops moistened the eyelashes, and the fluttering big eyes seemed to be telling something.
The short-haired girl stood behind her at some point, quietly, with a sweet smile on her shallow dimples.
"Xiaoyu, are you my neighbor Xiaoyu?" The short-haired girl smiled.
The girl named "Xiaoyu" raised her head, looked at the speaker, and nodded gently.
"Xiaoyu, our family just moved here today! My name is Han Yunuo, and I think we will become very, very good friends!" Han Yunuo squinted his eyes and held Xiaoyu's hand tightly. "My parents are quarreling again! It doesn't matter. If they quarrel again, come to me, because I will always be by your side to protect you."