“Okay, let’s not talk anymore.”

There was a popping sound in the quilt, and Xiaobai farted, quickly rubbed his head out of the quilt, and took several deep breaths silently.

 She turned over and lay on her side, with her back to Zhang Tan, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhang Tan didn't feel sleepy at all. He didn't know how much time had passed in the dark night. Suddenly he heard a little movement from Xiaobai next to him. There was a rustling sound in the quilt. It soon became silent. But after a while, he heard a sound.

Slight suppressed sobs and hiccups could be heard from time to time.

Zhang Tan raised his upper body and leaned in front of Xiao Bai. Through the dim light of the light blue stars, he saw this little man raising his hands to wipe his tears, his mouth pursed, and his whole little face was wrinkled, so similar.

The photo of her when she was just born showed a wronged look.

Her eyes, which always shone with perseverance, were now surrounded by countless teardrops and shrouded in other complex emotions. Zhang Tan could not explain it, and only felt uncomfortable in her heart.

　Some people say that tears will overflow into the eye sockets only when they cannot be held in the heart. Only when the eye sockets cannot hold the tears will they flow to the eyes, nose, and mouth, and then flow into the hearts of others.

At this moment, the tears in Xiaobai's eyes were broken, and large ones were pouring out. He couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he wiped them off. His little face was already wet. He had been crying for a long time, and he was already choked with tears.

She just cried silently in the night. If Zhang Tan hadn't been awake and focused most of his attention on her, he might not have noticed it. She might have cried silently all night.

Zhang Tan couldn't help but think sadly, in the six years she had gone through, there had been many nights of silent crying like tonight. At that time, who was by her side, who would hold her in his arms and tenderly

To comfort her? Or, she would just cry like this all night and rely on herself to heal.

Xiaobai didn't even look at Zhang Tan. He put his hands on his face and kept wiping the disobedient tears, but he couldn't wipe them all.

 “Are you feeling aggrieved?”

Zhang Tan stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, but Xiaobai clenched his fist and opened her away. When he stretched out his hand again, he was punched a few more times, hugged, and beaten again...

 “I hate you!”
Chapter completed!