It's really extremely pitiful to see a child who doesn't know he's crying.
Xiao Xiao frowned in distress, he was not good at coaxing children.
He is still such a heartbroken child who cries quietly and violently.
Tears kept pouring out of the corners of the child's eyes, and he had no time to wipe them away one by one.
After thinking about it, Xiao Xiao put the child into his arms and patted the child's back gently.
In fact, it’s okay to cry.
Crying is a child's right.
Is there any need to learn adult-like forbearance?
…
Suddenly being held in his arms, the child's body suddenly became stiff.
Even the tears stopped for a moment.
Immediately, the child reached out and grabbed the clothes on Xiao Xiao's chest tightly, and finally cried out.
"Wow~"
…
"Xiaoyuan!"
Wen Shaoyang in the room suddenly screamed.
"What's the matter, Ayang?"
Chi Xiuchuan was a little frightened and asked, "What's wrong with Xiaoyuan?"
"I seem to hear Xiaoyuan crying?"
Wen Shaoyang's tone was a little uncertain, and his expression was confused, eager and worried.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed the curtain, as if he wanted to pull it open, but he seemed to have thought of something. He pursed his lips tightly, but his hand made no next move. He just held the curtain tightly, and there was a sharp bulge on the back of his hand.
veins.
"Ayang, are you sure?"
"I didn't hear anything."
Wen Shaoyang's movement was so sudden that Chi Xiuchuan had no time to stop him. His heart jumped into his throat. Later, when he saw that Wen Shaoyang didn't actually open the curtains, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
He doesn't know what Master Xiao is doing inside?
However, anyone will always be unhappy if they are disturbed for no reason. Wouldn't it be even worse if it also affects Master Xiao's affairs?
He didn't want his friend's recklessness to offend Master Xiao and affect Xiao Yuan's recovery.
…
"I heard it."
Wen Shaoyang said for sure, but he couldn't help but show some hesitation the next second, "It should be so."
Not sure whether his brother was crying made Wen Shaoyang very anxious.
His expression was like a trapped beast, fierce and confused.
"Ayang, don't be anxious."
"It's okay, Master Xiao and Xiaoyuan are together."
Chi Xiuchuan comforted his friend with a warm voice.
Wen Shaoyang didn't seem to hear what he said. He scratched his hair a little irritably and whispered to himself, "Xiaoyuan doesn't cry much."
"Yes, Xiaoyuan hasn't cried during this time."
"Except for the time he was beaten by his father."
Wen Shaoyang's eyes flickered, and his face gradually showed a bit of heartache.
Of course he understands his brother.
Xiaoyuan is a strong child. To him, crying is something a girl does. He is a man and would not do such a shameful thing.
Therefore, even if the grievance was severe, the child's eyes were still red and he kept his eyes open, refusing to shed a single tear.
Therefore, after Father Wen beat him, the tears shed by the child made them all panic. Mother Wen became jealous instantly, and she rarely yelled loudly at Father Wen.
Because, the child cried so much that it made people feel distressed.
Unlike other children, he cries so loudly that it gives people a headache.
He cried very quietly. Even though he was crying, he still pursed his lips tightly and stared at them with bulging eyes, refusing to show weakness at all.
They never knew that this child's temper could be so stubborn.
…
He knew that Father Wen immediately regretted seeing Xiao Yuan like this, but he just couldn't let go of his parents' face.
As a result, the child was not only stubborn but also vindictive.
To this day, I have not completely forgiven Father Wen.
Therefore, they were restrained and did not dare to force Xiao Yuan too much.
I was afraid of making the child cry again.
A child with such a temperament would have to suffer a great deal of injustice before crying.
They couldn't bear it.
…
But now, he actually heard the child's cry?!
After Wen Shaoyang calmed down, although he felt extremely distressed, he knew it was a good thing.
When such a young child is sad, wronged or unhappy, he should cry loudly.
Why do you have to hold it in? Why do you have to hold it in?
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"Ayang."
Chi Xiuchuan called out worriedly.
Wen Shaoyang's expression made him frown.
"...I'm fine."
Wen Shaoyang wiped his face fiercely, "It's better to cry, it's better to cry."
He murmured a few words in a low voice, then turned to look at Chi Xiuchuan, "Achuan, I now believe that maybe Master Xiao can really help Xiaoyuan."
At least Master Xiao made Xiao Yuan cry, and he was very grateful for this alone.
Chi Xiuchuan didn't ask why. His face was stunned for a moment, then he smiled slightly, "Master Xiao will not let us down."
…
Xiao Xiao circled the child and didn't say anything, just patted his back gently.
Let him cry.
My eyes couldn't help but drift outside the balcony, where the snow was gradually getting heavier.
He carefully moved his position to block the falling snowflakes for the child.
…
The child cried for half an hour.
Xiao Xiao was really amazed.
He knew that children could cry, but he didn't expect them to cry so well.
However, this child is also very depressed, right?
This was really the first time he had encountered such a strong child.
Sure enough, children from wealthy families also think more than children from ordinary families?
Xiao Xiao couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he thought of the children near his home who were eating, drinking and playing silly.
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"Hiccup~hiccup~"
The child cried so much that he hiccupped and was a little out of breath.
Xiao Xiao changed patting to caressing to help the child calm down.
…
Seeing the child who had finally cried enough and lowered his head, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel a little funny. Is this because he was shy?
He stretched out his hand and patted the child's head gently, "Xiao Yuan, it's okay. Children should cry when they want to cry. Otherwise, when they grow up, they won't be able to cry as they please. Thank you."
Moreover, when a child cries, there will be many adults who care about it and comfort it carefully.
However, when adults cry, they often have to bear it silently alone.
So, what's the point of crying?
…
Well, the child raised his head, his red eyes full of doubts, is that so?
Xiao Xiao gently wiped away the tears on the child's cheeks, otherwise the child would suffer if it froze in such a cold weather.
"Yes."
Xiao Xiao's hands had a touch of warmth, not too hot, just the right amount of warmth.
The child couldn't help but rub Xiao Xiao's fingers.
The child's kitten-like movements made Xiao Xiao smile.
…
The child suddenly thought of something and turned his head sharply, "Little Demon, I'm fine."
"..."
"I'm not crying!"
"I, I just cried physiological tears!"
"Yes, I didn't know what happened to my eyes, so I burst into tears."
"..."
…
The smile on Xiao Xiao's lips faded, and then he smiled again.
"Xiaoyuan, can I recognize the little demon?"
He looked in the direction the child was facing, and it seemed that there really was a monster called Xiaoyao there.