After the muffled sound, it slowly hangs down and leans back weakly on the cold wall.

suddenly--

“Woo woo…”

A depressed whimper seemed particularly obvious at this quiet time.

Rong Qianlong's already tense body was like the last string being pressed, and it would break with a little force.

“…Woooo…”

A low and hoarse voice came again. Even if it was just two simple words, he could hear that it was definitely her.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, Rong Qianlong was like a leopard awakened, full of vigilance and erected his ears to listen.

Soon, the sound came again.

Listening to the crying sound coming from the alley forty-five degrees in front of me, my thin lips raised.

At first, I ran to the other side quickly, but after running a few steps, I slowed down again, as if I was afraid of being scared, so cautious.

In the dark corner, then the light outside could only see a contour. Gradually, when the eyes adapted to the darkness, Rong Qianlong looked at the familiar clothes and looked at the small ball curled up there.

The heart is soft and painful.

She was like a lost child and couldn't find her way home.

Standing in front of her, because she was too light, she didn't seem to know that she was no longer alone at this moment.

Burying your little head on both knees and holding yourself with both hands, such a self-protection posture is the action of an extremely insecure person.

Rong Qianlong squatted in front of her, raised his head slightly and looked at the shriveled body, but did not dare to touch it immediately.

I was afraid that sudden actions would scare her.

Rong Qianlong pursed his lips tightly, and the heartache in his eyes was almost overflowing.

The gentle and soft, wide palm hesitated several times and finally fell on the top of her hair. When she felt the tension in her body, Rong Qianlong stroked her little by little.

“…It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Her soft voice was unprecedentedly gentle. Rong Qianlong squatted in front of her, feeling her helpless sob under her palm, and her heart seemed to be torn to pieces again.

I opened my mouth several times to say something, but I didn't know what I could say.

Words become meaningless at this time.

The hand that was touching the hair was slowly moving downwards, and finally tucked her in her arms.

My body was tense, and finally, under his comfort, I gradually relaxed my body, leaned in his arms, grabbed the hem of his clothes with timid hands, and cried with silence and louder, until the last time I was out of control.

“Woo woo…”

On a quiet night, only a yellow light flashed in the distance.

In the alley, the delicate body snuggled up against the firm chest.

There is no unnecessary words, only a man can melt the glacier's voice, and he exudes a word over and over again, "Be good..."

Men are very unfamiliar in comforting people, but the low and silence of obedience is inexplicably touching.

It seemed as if the dark midnight could illuminate the lights in front of her, so that she would not be so scared.

suddenly--

Rong Qianlong felt a cold look on his face, and looked up at the snowflakes that were always falling in the sky...

It actually snowed.

This is the first snow this year, a snow that came relatively late.

“It’s snowing.”

The murmurs sounded softly, and Qing Keke, who had been sobbing, suddenly became quiet. He looked up slightly, felt the coldness of the snowflakes falling on his face, and his expression was in a moment of trance.

It really...it's snowing!

I sobbed from time to time, and seemed to forget even crying.

Quietly, "Snow."
Chapter completed!