Even in her sleep, Xueer was extremely unreliable and often had nightmares, muttering to her parents not to leave her and not to leave her alone.
Xiaoyan looked at it, feeling extremely distressed. He stretched out his fingertips and gently rubbed the corners of her eyes, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Xue'er..." he whispered.
"Don't...don't leave me alone...don't..."[
Xue'er was still immersed in her dream, and the tears in the corners of her eyes became more and more intense.
"Xue'er... wake up..."
Xiaoyan gently rubbed her pale and frowning cheek, and pushed her gently. As expected, Xueer slowly opened her eyes.
The strength I had been holding on to for the past few days collapsed again.
Xueer slowly opened her eyes and saw Xiaoyan. It took a while before she finally woke up from her dream.
The watery eyes slowly came into focus.
She took her hand out of the quilt and rubbed her head, only to find that her face was wet.
"It's okay, it's just a nightmare. Xue'er and I are here too!"
Xiaoyan's heart was so soft that she held her hand, raised her hand and kissed it.
He kissed her hand softly, then leaned over to kiss away the tears that were constantly overflowing from the corners of her eyes. He leaned over and hugged her distressedly, whispering in her ear:
"Don't cry, you are not alone, there is me too, girl. As promised, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."
"I dreamed about my parents, Xiaoyan, I'm so useless!" Xueer sniffed and tried to put away the pain in her heart.
With Xiaoyan accompanying her these days, she has restrained her sad emotions very well.
Unexpectedly, a dream once again broke her sealed tears.
Don’t cry! Xueer warned herself again and again that her parents wouldn’t want her to cry.
She wants to laugh and live happily.
"Xiaoyan, I won't cry. I want to be happy so that my parents can live peacefully in heaven. I'm so hungry now!"
Xueer sniffed again and tried to look happy.
Xiaoyan watched her forcefully smile, and pinched her face, which was obviously much thinner, with distress.[
He pulled her to sit up, held her hand with a calloused hand caused by handling a gun for a long time, and said, "I'll ask the servant to cook it for you. What do you want to eat?"