The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

As dusk settled, Gu Yin spoke to Xie Yumin with a touch of emotion, "Mengmeng is remarkable. Her power is greater than I imagined; she might truly change Xingxing's life."

The two stood on the balcony, their gazes tacitly falling on two small figures under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard.

At this moment, Mengmeng was pointing to the sky and explaining something to the stars; it was the Big Dipper, which she had specially learned from Xie Yumin.

After hearing what the person next to her said, Xie Yumin sighed with a touch of emotion, then nodded, leaned on her husband's shoulder, and finally spoke.

"I never expected Mengmeng to be so amazing. I have to admit, she successfully opened Xingxing's heart in her own way. Sometimes I wonder, who is helping whom?"

A gentle smile unconsciously appeared on Gu Yinshen's face as he reached out and put his arm around his wife's shoulder.

"This is good too. Mengmeng has a new friend, and Xingxing won't be as extreme as before. They are healing each other. Actually, I could tell a long time ago that Mengmeng needs to feel needed, while Xingxing needs unconditional love. The two of them are perfect for each other to accompany each other."

Just as the couple were still enjoying the tranquility, a commotion suddenly broke out in the courtyard, attracting their attention.

A mischievous boy attending an art exhibition somehow wandered into the backyard. At that moment, the little boy was holding a painting in his hand. Xie Yumin keenly recognized it as a portrait of Xingxing's mother that Xingxing had just finished.

For Xingxing, that was the most precious thing, but now it had fallen into someone else's hands. How could he not be excited?

The screams instantly drew everyone's attention.

"Give it back to me!" Xingxing cried out in a heart-wrenching voice, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if she had been greatly shocked.

The usually mischievous boy involuntarily trembled, seemingly frightened by the angry star. He instinctively took two steps back, only to fall to the ground.

Behind the boy was a small pond. The painting in his hand fell and got wet in the pond. The smiling woman's face in the painting gradually blurred until it was completely invisible.

"Ah!!!" When Xingxing saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned. His face turned pale instantly. His breathing became more and more rapid. He began to scratch his arms and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Xingxing didn't know what to do, but he was in a lot of pain and this was the only way to relieve it, just like how crazy Mengmeng was when she first met him.

Mengmeng finally reacted after hearing the screams, and after seeing Xingxing's actions, she spoke with heartache.

"Xingxing! No!" Mengmeng rushed forward and hugged Xingxing tightly, disregarding the risk of being scratched, not wanting the other party to continue hurting her like this.

At this moment, Xingxing was so excited that he ignored everything around him. He struggled violently and uncontrollably left several red marks on Mengmeng's arm.

Mengmeng's eyes reddened as she felt the pain, clearly enduring it, but she just wouldn't let go, while gently comforting him.

“It’s alright, Star, it’s alright,” she kept repeating, “If the painting is finished, we can paint it again. I’ll paint it with you…”

Xie Yumin and Gu Yinshen realized something was wrong when they saw the little boy appear. They went downstairs in tacit agreement, but what they saw when they reached the door was this scene.

They stopped in their tracks, both stunned in unison.

Originally, it was thought that this incident would devastate Xingxing and cause all previous efforts to go to waste, but now it seems that Mengmeng has taken control of the situation.

Therefore, Xingxing, who was originally struggling violently, gradually weakened his strength. He stopped screaming and eventually started trembling. His eyes were red, but he still held Mengmeng's shoulders tightly, buried his face in her small shoulder, and let out a long-suppressed sob.

This was the first time Xingxing had cried in front of others, and also the first time she had actively sought physical comfort.

Gu Yinshen was shocked by the scene before him. He silently took the frightened little boy to a safe place and arranged for someone to comfort him.

He then quietly retreated back into the house with Xie Yumin. During this time, he also silently observed the behavior between Mengmeng and Xingxing, and then called Dr. Lin.

It would be better to have the doctor examine Xingxing, but I still carefully instructed Dr. Lin not to disturb the two children for the time being. He believed that sometimes, the purest treatment comes from the purest friendship between children, which might be a good way to help Xingxing.

That night, Mengmeng was exceptionally allowed to stay overnight in Xingxing's room. The two children didn't make a fuss; they stayed in the room together and quietly redraw Xingxing's mother's portrait.

Everyone knew that the new painting could never be exactly the same as the destroyed one, but Xingxing seemed to find comfort in it, and her overall condition improved considerably.

As night deepened, Xie Yumin was still a little worried, so she secretly went to Xingxing's room.

When Xie Yumin quietly opened the door to check on the situation, she was surprised to find that the two children were already asleep on the floor.

At this moment, Xingxing's hand was still tightly gripping Mengmeng's clothes, looking as if she felt very insecure.

Although Mengmeng is a little girl, she is like a little guardian. She is sleeping peacefully with one hand on Xingxing's shoulder.

Scattered around the two children were a dozen or so sheets of drawing paper, each depicting the moon, with two small figures beneath it—they were each other.

Xie Yumin smiled wryly, took a deep look at the sleeping Mengmeng, and finally decided not to disturb the two children's rest. She turned around and gently closed the door, feeling quite relieved.

She knew that Xingxing's road to recovery was still long, but perhaps with Mengmeng's companionship, the journey wouldn't be so lonely. And in the process of helping Xingxing, Mengmeng also found her own unique purpose in life.

Two wounded little souls, under the tree, on the canvas, and in the moonlight, slowly piece together their broken world. They are best friends, needing each other, and that is enough.

The day the art exhibition invitation was delivered to "Starry Home," the entire center was in an uproar.

Excitedly holding up the gold-edged letter, Mengmeng ran down the corridor shouting, her bright little eyes brimming with excitement: "Xingxing's drawing was chosen! Xingxing is going to be a little artist!"

With a gentle smile on her face, Xie Yumin touched her daughter's cheek before taking the invitation from Mengmeng's hand. She carefully read the contents, a knowing look flashing in her eyes.

[The "Window to the Soul" special children's art exhibition held by the Municipal Children's Art Museum features Xingxing's "Cherry Blossom Tree Under the Moonlight."]