Author: melon crisp

Song Ci took a trip to the mall and picked out several pieces of clothing for Yun An.

Yun An obediently followed Song Ci home.

Yun An, who had just arrived home and was arranged to sit on the sofa, squinted his eyes and waited obediently for Song Ci.

After Song Ci had cooked the noodles, he walked over and rubbed his head with his hands.

The boy's hair is surprisingly soft and feels so good that you can't put it down.

"Come and eat."

Song Ci handed him a pair of chopsticks and looked at the confusion in Yun An's eyes, "Don't you know how to use them?"

Yun An had not yet recovered from the sense of failure when the girl pulled her hand away from his head. Hearing Song Ci's words, he tilted his head and reached out to take the chopsticks she handed over.

Hold it with your hands.

Song Ci reached out to hold his little hand and handed it to him bit by bit, "Yes, that's it."

"Come on, open your mouth."

Yun An listened to Song Ci's cold voice, smelled the sweet taste lingering on the tip of his nose, and took a sip, "Does it taste good?"

"tasty……"

Yun An speaks very slowly and is not familiar with how to speak yet, but his eyes are unusually sincere and clear when looking at you.

He looked up at Song Ci and saw the gentleness in her eyes. He raised his chopsticks a little unfamiliarly and put his face to her lips: "Sister...eat..."

Song Ci was surprised. She originally thought Yun An didn't understand, but she didn't expect him to be able to express himself. It's just that his language was unfamiliar.

Because Song Ci didn't move for a long time, Yun An's eyes showed a trace of grievance.

The boy Song Ci looked at looked wilted, like a puppy with fluffy ears drooped down.

In an instant, he was cute, he opened his mouth to hold the noodle, and reached out to pinch his cheek.

So cute!

"Kid, let me teach you how to speak."

Yun An's eyebrows relaxed as he listened to Song Ci's laughter, and he purred softly.

That little face is so delicate and beautiful that it looks like a doll in the window, but he is not difficult to get close to, he is very kind and soft, if animals could be personified, he would look like a Samoyed cub.

He was just too thin. Song Ci squeezed his thin-skinned hand and looked at the dark blue blood vessels on his wrist.

Song Ci squeezed his hand, "Too thin..."

Feed well.

I just had the idea of ​​fattening up my child, but it was a pity to think that he might have to go home...

Song Ci hesitated, "Do you really not remember where your home is?"

He remembered that he was in a white place. It was so cold and made him uncomfortable...

He doesn’t want to, don’t go back!

Yun An shook his head. He didn't even remember it. He reached out and grabbed Song Ci's arm, his body was shaking a little: "No, no..."

Song Ci looked at the trace of fear on Yun An's face, and could clearly feel his uneasiness by looking at his panicked expression.

She patted him on the back and said, "Yun An, don't be afraid, sister won't ask anymore."

Yun An grabbed Song Ci's black trench coat and leaned into her arms, her dark eyes shining with water, "Sister... no, don't... rush, I'm leaving..."

Song Ci's voice was choked with sobs as she listened to his jerky language, like a cub that was afraid of being abandoned, which was heartbreaking.

Did he think he was going to drive him away, so he was afraid?

Song Ci hugged Yun An and coaxed softly: "I won't send you back, and I won't ask you anymore. Just follow me. As long as you don't want to go back, you can stay here. My sister won't drive you away, be good."

"Um……"

Yun An nestled in Song Ci's arms, his voice muffled.

Smelling the sweet smell lingering on the tip of his nose, he tugged on her clothes, trying to get Song Ci's scent on himself.

It seems...only in this way can I feel at ease.

Yun An's mood gradually relaxed.

The boy's steady breathing was heard.

Song Ci lowered her head and realized that he was asleep. She looked at the little boy nestled in her arms with a very uneasy expression on his face even though he was asleep.

She reached out and gently smoothed his eyebrows, then carried the child to the bed in the room.

Yun An looked thin but his hands were very strong, and he didn't let go of Song Ci's clothes at all.

Song Ci carefully took off his coat, put it in his hand, covered him with the quilt and went out.

Yun'an had a long dream.

He was standing next to a man. In front of him was a figure walking towards him from behind. The man's clothes were fluttering in the wind.

He heard the person next to him shouting, it was very vague, and the person in front turned around.

The overly slender face looked so familiar, and the man's voice was still as cold as ever.

"I hate you..."

He only looked back for a moment before waving his sleeves and leaving, as if he was turning into a little starlight and about to dissipate before his eyes.

Obviously that person's eyes were not looking at him, but at the man beside him, but why did he feel uncomfortable...

So uncomfortable...

Yun An stared at the man with wide eyes, feeling heartbroken to death. He chased after him, stumbling and falling countless times along the way.

"elder sister!"

Even when he reached out and grabbed the last bit of starlight, it dissipated in the sky.

Yun An cried: "Sister——!"

"Don't leave me..."

The scene changed and it seemed like a long, long time ago.

He saw a beautiful young man who was unbelievably gentle.

…

The boy who cried into tears in his sleep huddled up in a ball.

It started to rain in the middle of the night. The sound of raindrops rustling on the leaves and a loud thunder shattered Yun An's dreams.

He suddenly sat up from the bed and breathed in the air like a dying fish.

The sweat on his forehead soaked his hair, and the cold sweat on his body stained his clothes.

Tears welling up in his eyes blocked his sight.

Song Ci, who rushed over after hearing the commotion, immediately turned on the light and saw a boy sitting on the bed with his eyes red from crying.

Thunder then sounded.

Song Ci noticed that Yun An's body was trembling slightly and sighed inwardly.

It seemed that the child was really frightened.

He walked over and hugged Yun An and coaxed him: "It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

The boy leaned obediently in her arms and choked in a low voice, his clear voice stained with a thick nasal sound: "Sister..."
Chapter completed!