Where can I compare to the fear and fear of a child?
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Children also hope that what they see is fake.
But the existence of the nightmare prevented him from deceiveing ​​himself.
He can't do it...
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Children sometimes-
No.
I hate nightmares many times.
If there were no nightmare...
He can believe what his parents said.
Everything he saw was fake.
He can be very soon-
At least it can pretend it will soon forget.
Then one day he really forgot.
but……
The nightmare won't let him go.
The nightmare deepened his fear again and again.
It made him fall into it and could not get rid of it.
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The child's face turned pale.
He couldn't help but tighten his hands on the milk cup.
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"Didn't you think you're special?"
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.
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The child blinked.
He...is special...
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The child shook his head.
No.
No one has ever told him...he is special...
He never thought he was special...
He even felt that he was terrible.
Because he made his parents angry...and was disappointed...
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"Lele, you are special."
Xiao Xiao said again.
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The child opens his mouth.
"I……"
The child suddenly felt it was difficult to speak.
The child's mouth opened several times.
Finally, a sound came out again.
"……yes……"
“Special?”
In the end, the child made an uncertain voice.
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"Um."
Xiao Xiao nodded affirmatively.
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"Really, really?"
The child doesn't know...
He dared not admit it.
They all said he had a problem...
The eldest brother said he was special.
My parents never said that...
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"real."
Xiao Xiao can give the child a few times of affirmative answers if he asks him.
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The child can't believe it...
I couldn't help but want to believe it.
He was so entangled that he was at a loss.
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"Lele."
Xiao Xiao blinked at the child.
"If you have nightmares tonight..."
"You can try to shout for help."
"maybe……"
"There will be a hero coming to your dream to fight monsters."
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ah?
The child opened his eyes wide in a daze.
What, what?
Shouting for help?
Speaking of it...
He really didn't seem to have called for help.
He was scared.
Or just escaping by yourself.
Facing the monster, he couldn't make much noise.
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"It's almost time."
Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly to the child, "Drinking the milk."
"The cake is finished."
"We're going back."
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ah!?
The child's heart was shocked.
At that time, the time is almost over!?
The child suddenly became a little panicked.
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"Don't be anxious."
Xiao Xiao comforted the child.
“We have plenty of time to go back.”
"Eat the milk and cake."
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Is this like this?
The child pursed his lips.
The older brother's calm expression calmed his heart a lot.
He held up the milk cup.
"Gulugulu~"
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"Drink slowly."
Xiao Xiao reminded the child.
"Be careful to choke."
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The child finished drinking milk in one breath.
I finished the cake with a few more mouthfuls.
Xiao Xiao smiled and handed the child a tissue.
Motion to the child to wipe his mouth.
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"Let's go."
Seeing that the child was packed, Xiao Xiao stood up.
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After Xiao Xiao paid the order, he walked towards the child at the entrance of the coffee shop.
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It's raining outside.
Xiao Xiao opened the umbrella.
The rain has become slightly smaller.
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Xiao Xiao took the child back to the alley.
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"Ah, it's you."
Some familiar voices.
Xiao Xiao looked in the voice.
It was the old lady who told him a lot about the children last time.
"Hello."
Xiao Xiao smiled and said hello.
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"Hello."
The old lady's eyes were somewhat surprised to go back and forth between him and the child.
"you……"
"Why are you together again?"
The old lady was a little confused, "You know each other?"
She thought last time she was just a kind-hearted person who sent the child who did not bring an umbrella home.
But how could anyone meet a kind person twice in a row?
Is it really such a coincidence?
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Xiao Xiao smiled.
"We met again by chance."
"This kid doesn't bring an umbrella."
"I'll send him back."
"It's also a bit mature again and again."
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real……
"What a coincidence."
The old lady was very moved.
"You are destined to be."
"This kid is lucky."
The old lady's loving eyes fell on the child.
"I met a kind-hearted person like you."
"Lele."
"You have to thank my elder brother."
“Not everyone is willing to take the time to send you home.”
The old lady didn't know that this kind-hearted man took the child to the cafe for several hours because he didn't bring the house key.
Otherwise, I would be even more sorry for the child to meet a kind-hearted person.
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Um.
The child nodded.
The old lady didn't know, so the child naturally knew it.
Now the child still has the fragrance of milk and the sweetness of the cake in his mouth.
He thanked his elder brother with a serious look on his face.
"Thank you, brother."
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"You're welcome."
Xiao Xiao bent the corner of his mouth.
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"Lele?"
Another familiar voice came.
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Xiao Xiao turned his head.
Um.
It is the mother of a child who has met Xiao Xiao like the old lady.
as well as……
Xiao Xiao looked behind the woman.
The father of the child I met for the first time.
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The child's mother looked at the young man holding an umbrella for the child and quickly guessed the whole story.
"You sneaked out of the house again!"
"You didn't hold an umbrella!"
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besides……
The child's mother looked a little complicated and looked at the young man who was not unfamiliar.
"It's you again."
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"Do you know him?"
The child's father asked strangely as he looked at the face of the young man who was completely unfamiliar to him.
He remembered that this young man was not among the people his mother knew.
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"Last time he also sent Lele back who didn't bring an umbrella."
The child's mother explained.
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"What a coincidence?"
The child's father was surprised.
.....
"yes."
The child's mother nodded.
"Such a coincidence..."
"Lele."
She reached out to the child and "Come here."
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The child couldn't help but look at the older brother.
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Xiao Xiao smiled and nodded at the child.
"Go."
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The child walked a few steps and was pulled over by the child's mother.
"I'm still dragging you out..."
The child's mother is not very satisfied.
Whose child is this child?
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The child was a little staggering.
He pursed his lips.
No sound.
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"I've told you many times..."
"Don't talk to strangers..."
The child's mother is still talking.
With a bit of complaint.
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The old lady was a little unhappy when she heard it.
"Why."
"Why don't you know the good people's hearts?"
"Young people are kind enough to send their children home when they see that they don't bring an umbrella on rainy days and don't want them to get wet in the rain."
Chapter completed!