Where can I compare to the personal fears and fears of a child?
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Children also hope that what they see is fake.
But the existence of nightmares prevented him from deceiving himself.
He can't...
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Children sometimes-
No.
I often hate nightmares.
If there were no nightmares...
He can trust what his parents say.
Everything he saw was fake.
He can quickly-
At least it can pretend that it quickly forgets.
Then one day he really forgot.
but……
Nightmares never let him go.
Nightmares deepened his fear again and again.
Let him get stuck in it and be unable to escape.
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The child's face turned pale.
He couldn't help but tighten his hand on the milk glass.
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"Haven't you ever thought you were special?"
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows are slightly curved.
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The child blinked.
He...is special...
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The child shook his head.
No.
No one ever told him...he was special...
He never thought that he was special...
He even felt bad about himself.
Because he made his parents angry...and disappointed...
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"Lele, you are special."
Xiao Xiao said again.
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The child opens his mouth.
"I……"
The child suddenly finds it difficult to speak.
The child's mouth opened several times.
Finally the sound came out again.
"……yes……"
"special?"
Finally, the child still made an uncertain sound.
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"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded affirmatively.
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"Really, really?"
The child doesn’t know…
He dared not admit it.
They all said there was something wrong with him...
The eldest brother said he was special.
Neither his parents ever said that about him...
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"real."
How many times the child asked, Xiao Xiao was able to give the child a definite answer several times.
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The kids couldn’t believe it…
I can't help but want to believe it.
He was confused and at a loss.
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"Lele."
Xiao Xiao blinked at the child.
"If you have another nightmare tonight..."
"You can try shouting for help."
"maybe……"
"There is a hero coming to fight monsters in your dream."
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ah?
The child opened his eyes blankly.
Wha, what?
shout for help?
Speaking of which...
He didn't seem to have ever called for help.
He was frightened.
Or just run away on your own.
Facing the monster, he couldn't make much noise at all.
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"It's almost time."
Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly at the child, "Drink up the milk."
"The cake is finished."
"We're going back."
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ah!?
The child's heart skipped a beat.
Time, it’s almost time!?
The child suddenly became a little panicked.
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"Don't worry."
Xiao Xiao comforted the child.
"We have plenty of time to go back."
"Eat the milk and cake."
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Is this like this...
The child pursed his lips.
The elder brother's calm expression made him feel much calmer.
He held up the glass of milk.
"GuluGulu~"
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"Drink slowly."
Xiao Xiao reminded the child.
"Be careful of choking."
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The child drank the milk in one go.
I finished the cake in several big gulps.
Xiao Xiao smiled and handed the child a tissue.
Instruct the child to wipe his mouth.
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"Let's go."
After seeing that the children were tidied up, Xiao Xiao stood up.
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Xiao Xiao paid the bill and walked towards the child at the door of the coffee shop.
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It's still raining outside.
Xiao Xiao opened the umbrella.
The rain has become slightly lighter.
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Xiao Xiao took the child back to the alley.
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"Ah, it's you."
Some familiar voices.
Xiao Xiao followed the sound and looked.
It was the old lady who told him a lot about her children last time.
"Hello."
Xiao Xiao smiled and said hello.
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"Hello."
The old lady looked back and forth between him and the child in surprise.
"you……"
"Why are we together again?"
The old lady was a little confused, "Do you know each other?"
She thought that last time it was just a kind person sending a child home without an umbrella.
But how can you meet a kind person twice in a row?
Is it really such a coincidence?
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Xiao Xiao smiled.
"We met again by chance."
"This kid didn't bring an umbrella."
"I'll send him back."
"It can be regarded as familiar once and twice."
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real……
"What a coincidence."
The old lady was very emotional.
"You are destined."
"This kid is lucky."
The old lady's loving eyes fell on the child.
"I met a kind-hearted person like you."
"Lele."
"Thank you very much, big brother."
"Not everyone is willing to take the time to take you home."
The old lady didn't know that this kind man took the child to sit in a cafe for several hours because the child did not have the key to the house.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be even more emotional that the child has met a kind person.
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Um.
The child nodded.
The old lady doesn't know, but the child certainly knows.
Now the child still has the residual fragrance of milk and the sweetness of cake in his mouth.
He thanked his elder brother seriously.
"Thank you, big brother."
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"You're welcome."
Xiao Xiao curled up the corners of his mouth.
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"Lele?"
Another somewhat familiar voice came.
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Xiao Xiao turned his head.
Um.
She is the mother of a child who, like the old lady, had a relationship with Xiao Xiao.
as well as……
Xiao Xiao looked behind the woman.
The first time I met the child’s father.
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The child's mother looked at the young man holding an umbrella for her child and quickly guessed what had happened.
"You sneaked out of the house again!"
"You didn't take an umbrella!"
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besides……
The child's mother looked at the young man who was not a stranger with a somewhat complicated expression.
"you again."
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"You know him?"
The child's father looked at the young man's face, which was completely unfamiliar to him, and asked strangely.
In his impression, this young man was not among the people the child's mother knew.
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"He was the one who sent Lele back without an umbrella last time."
The child's mother explains.
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"What a coincidence?"
The child's father was surprised.
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"yes."
The child's mother nodded.
"What a coincidence..."
"Lele."
She stretched out her hand to the child and said, "Come here."
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The child couldn't help but look at his elder brother.
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Xiao Xiao smiled and nodded at the child.
"Go ahead."
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The child walked a few steps and was pulled over by the child's mother.
"I'm still dragging my feet in asking you to come here..."
The child's mother was not very satisfied.
Whose child is this child?
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The child staggered slightly.
He pursed his lips.
There was no sound.
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"How many times have I told you..."
"Don't talk to strangers..."
The mother of the child is still nagging.
With a bit of complaint.
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The old lady sounded a little unhappy.
"Why."
"How come you don't know a good heart?"
"The young people saw that the children didn't bring umbrellas on rainy days, so they kindly sent the children home because they didn't want them to get caught in the rain."
"As parents of children, forget it if you don't thank others..."