I listened to my sister's words today.

He slowly curled up his body like a frightened little animal, leaning his back against the bed, trying to find a little sense of security.

However, the next second, her back suddenly felt empty - it turned out that this bed was not against the wall like the one at home!

The feeling of weightlessness came over me instantly, and my pillow and quilt fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Before I could feel the pain, shame, anger and helplessness surged into my heart.

She sniffed, and couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and they fell down, but she still didn't dare to cry out loud.

There was a soft mat on the ground. Although I didn't get hurt from the fall, the feeling of being in a mess made me feel even more uncomfortable.

Curled up in the quilt, holding its tail tightly, it moved to the corner of the room, as if trying to hide itself and blend into the darkness to avoid being discovered.

The air in the corner seemed even colder, and the quilt could not block the chill rising from the bottom of my heart.

My eyes kept scanning in the darkness. Every shadow seemed to hide something terrible, and every gust of wind seemed like the whisper of some unknown thing.

She hugged herself tightly, her teeth chattering slightly, and she kept repeating in her mouth: "Sister, sister, come back soon."

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door—light footsteps. She held her breath, her heart pounding. Who was it? Was it her sister back?

………..Dividing line………….

Just 20 minutes ago, Luo's mother hurried home.

When she and her husband learned that their daughter would stay at home, they immediately turned down all the work they could, even changed their flights overnight, and rushed back to Beijing without stopping despite being tired.

Because their trip was earlier than expected, the housekeeper and servants had not yet reported in.

The night was dark and silent, with only the gentle rolling sound of the suitcase on rollers and the deliberately quiet footsteps.

At the same time, Yun's father's car lights cut through the night sky. He was taking Ye Shihan back to school.

Because the school is far from home, I have to submit the summary report in the morning, and there are many omissions in the report, so I have to go back to school to submit it.

Just as Luo's mother reached the door, she heard a muffled sound coming from inside the room, like something suddenly falling.

Her heart suddenly tightened and she quickly opened the door. The scene before her shocked her.

In the corner, a small figure curled up in a ball, wrapped tightly in the quilt, like a small cocoon.

Luo's mother was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered. She immediately slowed down her movements, squatted down, and tried to make her tone gentle and calm.

Ruoruo, don't you remember me? I'm Aunt Luo.

There was a hint of caution in his voice, as if he was afraid to disturb this fragile moment.

But this sentence not only failed to ease the atmosphere, but made Yun Yiru, who was curled up in a ball, even more frightened.

She looked up, then quickly looked away, and then crawled desperately to the other corner of the room, as panicked and helpless as a frightened bird.

Luo's mother's heart tightened. She looked at Yun Yiru's pale little face, her eyes reddened, and her voice almost choked.

She slowly approached again and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yun Yiruo was stunned for a few seconds, her eyes gradually changed from fear to confusion, and then from confusion to moisture.

The next second, he suddenly jumped out from the quilt and threw himself into Luo's mother's arms, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Wow, Aunt Luo, I want to find my sister"

Her voice was choked with sobs, tears had already wet her cheeks, and her crying was heartbreaking, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Luo's mother was shocked and hugged the trembling child tightly with both hands, patting her back gently, as if to comfort a frightened deer, and slowly smoothed her messy hair with the other hand.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Aunt Luo is here, everything will be fine."

"Sister is busy with something important today. Can Auntie accompany you?"

The two elders were immediately awakened by the noise coming from upstairs.

The old man got up and hurriedly put on his clothes. The old lady also got up in a hurry.

The two elders looked at each other, feeling uneasy, and quickly walked to the bedroom door.

At the door, dim light sprinkled on the floor, and the empty corridor was so quiet that it seemed as if everything was frozen.

As the door was gently pushed open, they saw Nannan squatting on the ground, crying her heart out.

Tears fell one after another like beads with broken strings, causing great pain, as if every drop of tears was beating against their hearts.

The daughter-in-law was standing by, her face full of worry, but she was still patiently comforting him, her words were very gentle.

"Mom, Dad, we're fine. Let's go back and rest first." Luo's mother saw her parents standing at the door.

The two elders nodded slightly, their eyes still full of worry, but they didn't want to break this small warm moment, so they turned and left the room, gently closing the door.

Seeing the child crying heartbrokenly, Luo's mother immediately picked him up and put him back on the bed.

"Wow, Aunt Luo, I can't find my phone. I want to call my sister... Can you take me to find my sister?"

Yun Yiruo's crying still echoed in the air, her tone full of helplessness, as if everything had lost its direction.

The little hand tightly grasped Luo's mother's sleeve, her eyes full of expectation, but also mixed with deep anxiety.

Luo's mother gently stroked her hair, paused for a moment, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

"Of course, but your sister is busy and has to go to work early tomorrow morning. She may have just lain down now."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Yun Yiru's eyes, but she quickly raised her head and wiped her tears stubbornly, her voice still filled with tears.

"Well...never mind that. I want to call my sister then."

Luo's mother's heart softened slightly, as the child was extremely fragile at the moment.

He turned around to get the coat next to him, picked up his phone, slid his fingertips across the screen, opened the address book, and quickly found Mr. Jiang's contact information.

The name on the phone screen flashed, and he took a deep breath and pressed the dial button.

The phone rang in the silent room. Yun Yiruo stopped crying. The room was very quiet, and her heartbeat seemed to be accelerating with the rhythm of the ringing.

Finally, the call was connected. At that moment, all other sounds seemed to be swallowed up, and only Mr. Jiang's voice from the other end could be heard softly: "Hello?"

"Mr. Jiang, it's me. The child is a little uneasy and she wants to talk to you."

Luo's mother's voice was calm, yet it carried a hint of imperceptible urgency.

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