I mean that's true, because the small broken fan in that room is still the kind with a rope under it, and you need to shake it with your hands.
Very old, coupled with his continuous crying, I was really in a cold sweat.
You have to know that it is not the time for the rooster to crow yet.
So I immediately sat up and turned on the light.
Of course my first object of suspicion was not Pepe.
Because Pepe never cries in the middle of the night, a child's biological clock will never wake up suddenly in the middle of the night.
Or it can only be said that he started from when I didn't fall asleep, and until now, he has been sitting on the edge of the bed alone to affect his emotions, waiting to make sure I won't wake up and crying secretly there, but this is what adults do matter.
But when I took a quick look, I realized that it was true that Pepe had turned her body into a baby by herself.
It hurts so much.
There are a lot of used napkins next to him, repeatedly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, and holding back his crying.
I immediately squatted beside his bed.
Touching his head, I hugged his whole body into my arms.
Although he is already considered a small adult, even though he is very thin, he really cannot put his whole body into my arms.
Therefore, the picture may be a little strange.
"What's wrong with you little guy, did you have a nightmare? It's your first time crying at night, what's wrong with you?"
"The paper at home has been used up."
We thought that he would not quickly answer what happened, but we didn't expect that the thing he answered in seconds turned out to be about the supplies at home.
I really think there are some funny and distressed.
"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. He still has some money."
"So what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare? Did you dream something bad?"
I can only think of this, because I absolutely cannot allow him to cry for Brother Deyin.
If he was thinking about his brother Deyin, first of all, I would feel that I might have minimized these things, and I would feel very guilty, and I should have a good discussion about this matter. , Thinking of many thoughtful points, appease in advance.
The second is that I will be even more angry. He actually concealed some of his concerns about this matter and some points he wanted to ask, but took care of my emotions, so I feel even more guilty
No matter what it is, I will feel very guilty.
So I also started to slow down to communicate with him.
"Well, yes, I have nightmares."
When I heard this sentence, I breathed a sigh of relief, which is in line with common sense.
After all, a young boy who comforted me, how could he secretly wipe tears in the middle of the night?
I will never allow such a phenomenon to appear.
"Little guy, what nightmare did you have? Would you like to talk to me? But it's not bright yet, if you can't sleep now, then we will have dark circles today."
"And this is a bad living habit, I believe you know."
"I know, I think I'll fall asleep after a while, I didn't want to wake you up."
"I dreamed about my uncles and aunts. Although I went to buy a wheelchair with Brother Deyin, Brother Deyin and Grandpa seemed to be lost."
"Then they never returned to the village."
"I just want to cry."
Between the lines, I can completely hear the guilt of this child.
He was completely condemning himself and reviewing himself, why he didn't cooperate with me about the wheelchair at that time, so he did a good investigation.
Even we didn't seem to ask Skinny Monkey well enough.
It also suddenly occurred to me that I didn't take what my grandfather told me to observe the thin monkey's emotions and find out what happened to him, so I should do this well.
It's me who has been avoiding, avoiding those things that the thin monkey wants to do.
Therefore, I was also felt guilty, especially during this night when I was emotionally charged.
I really don't want to let this child wander in these nightmares.
I also fulfilled a responsibility like a mother, as if?It¡¯s my newborn who still needs to be put to sleep, the one who sings a lullaby to him right next to him, the one who pats his back like a character
I am going to comfort him slowly by his bed, hum a song, and comfort him slowly to sleep.
I was very sleepy while doing this, but I also felt uncomfortable because of Pepe's words.
When these two situations are mixed together, the whole person seems particularly uncomfortable.
But when I see him calm down slowly, and when I pat his back, and sometimes my hands rest on his back, I can feel his, slow and steady breathing. It is really very strong.
Then I looked at him, and slowly closed my eyes, from being closed tightly so that I wouldn't be worried, pretending to be asleep, to falling asleep naturally.
Touched and full of happiness.
But when I got up the next day, I found that I had just fallen asleep beside his bed, and my table was full of breakfast.
Pepe put a quilt on me.
My legs are also very sore, and so are my arms.
But I will never mention these things.
After breakfast, I met Pepe and said a lot to me, thank you and I'm sorry.
After a while, the phone rang.
I am going to listen with Pepe, anyway, there are no secrets between us now.
The call was actually from my parents.
According to the usual situation, I would never answer it, but according to the current situation, I am going to answer it in seconds.
So I turned on the speakerphone directly.
Pepe moved his head very naturally.
"Daughter, I've told you everything I know, right?"
I didn't expect my parents to be so direct.
I didn't react for a while.
"Ah? What's the matter? Yes, I asked."
"Oh, that's about it. Anyway, that's how we did it. Anyway, I didn't tell you. The main reason is that I'm afraid you're too worried, but I won't hurt him."
"I was afraid that you would think about it too much, so I didn't tell you, but we are going to help him, and we will help him deal with this matter."
"We're getting close to where we can buy it."
"We've been on the train for so long that our butts are broken."
Not yet, wait for me to speak.
Pepe was actually at the side, and directly moved his mouth to the mouth of my mobile phone.
Say something.
"Thank you uncles and aunts, thank you for helping Brother Deyin, thank you for your door."
"No, good boy, because we are touched by him."
At this second, I had some extravagant expectations that my parents would change their mind about him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com