In the dark night when the power was out, the little girl squatted by the wall with her hands and knees sobbing, as if she was telling the world her grievances, and she couldn't stop like this.
After drinking some wine, Wen Yao found that the lights at home could not be turned on. He suddenly thought that there was a little girl living upstairs in his house, and unconsciously walked to the second floor. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard bursts of crying coming from inside the house. Wen Yao stepped forward and pushed the door open. He went over to help her wipe away her tears. He just thought she was afraid of the dark and comforted her, "Stop crying. Didn't you tell me to call my brother if you have anything?"
Because she had been squatting for too long, Yan Xiaoxiao lost her balance and fell directly into Wen Yao's arms. Wen Yao grabbed her waist and could hold it with one hand, and Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know where the courage came from. Maybe it was because Wen Yao cared about him the most in a strange environment, because he missed her when he didn't see her in the morning, or because he saved her in the dark. Yan Xiaoxiao hugged Wen Yao with both hands and cried in his arms. After a while, Wen Yao's black shirt became wet. Wen Yao also stroked her head comfortingly, as if holding a baby.
Suddenly Yan Xiaoxiao sobbed and said intermittently: "Is it... Is it? I... I'm not good. Why did dad leave and you left too? I'm the only one eating alone. I'm afraid of the dark. I dare not be alone. Brother Wenyao, I'm afraid of the dark. Please don't leave, okay?" He rubbed Wen Yao's chest like a kitten.
Concept: Love makes you stronger, not a burden that drags you down