The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

"Dad...Mom...don't...don't..."

Even in her sleep, Xueer was extremely restless and often had nightmares, muttering to her parents not to leave her, not to leave her alone.

Xiaoyan looked at her, feeling extremely distressed, stretched out her fingertips to gently rub the corners of her eyes, and wiped 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 turbulent.

"Xue'er...wake up..."

Xiaoyan gently stroked her pale and frowning cheeks, gently pushed her, Xue'er really slowly opened her eyes.

The strength I had been deliberately holding on these days collapsed again.

Xue'er slowly opened her eyes, saw Xiaoyan, and it took her a long time to fully wake up from her dream.

Those watery eyes slowly gained focus.

She pulled her hands out of the quilt and rubbed her head, only to realize that her face was wet.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare, Xue'er, and me!"

Xiaoyan's heart was so soft that she held her hand, raised it up and kissed her.

Kissing her hand softly, then leaning over to kiss away the tears that kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes, leaning over and hugging her distressedly, whispering in her ear:

"Don't cry, you're not alone, there's me too, girl, it's okay, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."

"I dreamed about Mom and Dad, Xiaoyan, I'm so useless!" Xue'er sniffed to put away the pain in her heart.

With Xiaoyan accompanying her these days, she has restrained those sad emotions very well.

Unexpectedly, a dream broke her sealed tears again.

don't cry!Xue'er repeatedly warned herself that her parents would not want her to cry.

She wants to laugh and live happily.

"Xiaoyan, I don't cry, I want to be happy, so that Mom and Dad can live in peace in heaven. Now I'm so hungry!"

Xue'er sniffed again, trying to make herself happy.

Xiaoyan looked at her struggling to smile, and pinched her obviously thinner face distressedly. [

He pulled her to sit up, held her hand with calluses from holding a gun for a long time and said, "I asked the servant to make it for you. What do you want to eat?"