The lightning completely illuminates the surroundings.

This is a small bedroom with only 7,8 square meters. Apart from a single bed, there is only a simple desk and chair.

Furniture is a bit old, with mottled marks on the walls.

The windows are a bit dilapidated due to disrepair. They make waves of collisions with the wind and rain.

"Room one by one" thunder gradually came.

Qiuqiu, who was huddled in the corner, shook his body and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.

I can't see my face clearly or my body shape clearly, but I just feel very familiar and friendly.

His appearance was like a warm light, which seemed to dispel the fear and darkness around him.

At this moment, the door was suddenly slapped twice, making a violent "bang" sound.

Qiuqiu let out a low voice and buried her head in her knees again.

Immediately afterwards, an angry roar came from outside the door:

"You dead woman! If you don't study well every day, you will cause trouble for me! You have just transferred to the new school and then fought for a few days? Tell me, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

"Do you think you are still a little kid from the town's batou now? You can act casually, do you think this is a rural area?"

"Do you know how much money I spent to get you to this school? How much relationship did you run for? So you just repay me like this?"

"Do you know how busy I am every day? I am guarding the broken shop every day, so tired that I can't straighten my waist.

I have to listen to these bad things about you when I come back. What kind of evil did I do?"

The whimper rang in the small bedroom.

Qiuqiu gritted his teeth and tried not to let his sobs come out of the door.

The gentle and slow footsteps sounded.

"Autumn and Autumn." The sound is like the first ray of sunshine in spring, penetrating the cold air.

Qiuqiu suddenly raised her head and looked forward with tears in her eyes.

He stood not far from the bed, his outline was outlined by hazy light.

The warm breath gradually wrapped her body, bringing an infinite sense of security.

Just like the father she had fantasized about since childhood.

Unlimited yearning and expectation suddenly arise in my heart.

She tilted her head and asked tentatively, "Dad?"

Tang Song was stunned for a moment. Under the influence of [Dream Flower Plant], he seemed to be able to empathize with her current emotions.

I understood that she projected her deep desire for her father into her dream, and indirectly regarded herself as this symbol.

He did not correct it, but nodded slightly, "Well, it's dad."

Hearing this sentence, Qiuqiu's tears burst out from his eyes.

He suddenly stood up and threw himself into Tang Song's arms, and found a shelter like an injured kitten. He sobbed and said, "Dad, I'm so afraid that my mother-in-law doesn't want me anymore, and my mother doesn't want my classmates in school to like me. He said that I speak rustic and my clothes are not fashionable. I can't play the piano, sing pop songs, dance, and can't play with them-""

She spoke intermittently, and tears gradually soaked Tang and Song's clothes.

Tang Song patted her back gently and whispered: "It's okay, I'm here to accompany you. No matter what happens, we can face it together."

Qiuqiu asked with a sob, "Really? Don't you want me?"

"Really, I won't want you."

At the same time, the warmth in the chest became stronger and stronger, and the newly sprouted seedlings seemed to have grown a little.

The air around it became softer and warmer, and the darkness seemed to be dispelling.

At the same time, there was a more intense sound of smashing the door and a mother's roar outside the door: "Are you obedient?

Open the door for me!"

Qiuqiu's body tensed again and his face turned pale.

She retreated to Tang Song in a hurry and asked timidly: "Will mom come in and hit me? I'm scared."

Tang Song held her trembling shoulders, his voice gentle and magnetic: "No, with me here, no one can hurt you, even your mother can't do it."

As soon as the words were finished, the roar outside the door disappeared without a trace, and there was only the sound of wind blowing down the rain in the air.

Qiuqiu raised her head and looked at the blurry figure in front of her. A deep sense of dependence and trust gradually emerged in her eyes.

"Dad, my window is broken and it sounds like a blowing wind. I can't sleep at night. Mom doesn't want me to go to sleep with her."

Tang and Song looked at the broken window trembling in the wind and rain, and their eyes flashed.

Like magic, the windows instantly became new, and the sound of wind and rain outside was also isolated.

Qiuqiu's tears gradually stopped, his eyes full of curiosity and joy.

She quickly got out of bed, came to the window barefoot, and reached out to touch the brand new window.

Turning back, he said in surprise: "Dad is so awesome, he will be repaired so quickly!"

Then, she pointed to the incandescent lamp that was extinguished on the ceiling of the room, "This lamp often flashed at night,

I didn't dare to turn it on, and told my mother that she had never had time to repair it, so I asked me to use the desk lamp first."

Tang Song wiped the tears on her face and raised his head, "It's going to be done soon."

Immediately afterwards, the lights lit up and the whole room became transparent and bright.

Qiuqiu smiled like a flower in an instant, "And this table, the drawer always shaking. I'm afraid when will it fall off."

Tang Song came to the desk and his eyes first stopped on the colored brush strokes on the table for a while.

There was a kind-looking old lady on top, with a basket on her arm and some red peppers inside.

It can be seen that Qiuqiu has a talent for painting.

Although it is awkward and simple, it is full of spirituality.

Tang Song pulled the drawer, turned around and smiled, "You try again."

Qiuqiu quickly sat at the table and pushed and pulled it several times.

He raised his head and looked at him with admiration, "It's really good!"

Tang Song patted her head and smiled and said, "Is there anything else that needs to be repaired?"

Qiuqiu became comfortable, her eyes became dim, and she whispered: "My mother-in-law's door is broken, and there is a pit in the yard."

In the bright and cozy little bedroom.

The girl's version of Qiuqiu lowered her head and began to talk to herself without realizing it.

First, he talked about the problems at grandma's family, and then talked about the few chicks he raised in the yard.

I talked about it and talked about things in the school again.

Today is her second month of transfer to Rongcheng.

Suddenly, she came to this strange city from the countryside, and she lost contact with all her friends and classmates.

The environment, things, and people here give her a deep sense of fear.

But the only familiar mother, because she is busy with work, has little time to accompany her.

The middle school she works in is a very good one.

The students are all very good. Due to the gap in educational resources, her academic performance is not as good as other students, and she does not have much common topics with them.

Tang Song squatted down, looked at her side, gently stroked her soft hair with his palms, and kept comforting him from time to time.

I don’t know how long it took, Qiuqiu’s voice stopped.

She looked at the thunderstorm outside, turned around, with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "Dad, can you sleep with me? I'm particularly afraid of thunder."

Tang Song said in a gentle tone: "Of course."

"Thank you." Qiuqiu immediately stood up and began to tidy up her bed.

But soon, a depressed expression appeared on her face, "But my bed is too small to let go of us."

"It's okay, come with me, I know a wider and more comfortable place." Tang Song held her cold little hand.

The surrounding scenes began to change wonderfully.

The originally narrow small bedroom gradually became blurred, replaced by an open room.

An oversized double bed is placed in the middle, covered with white quilts, and the surroundings are decorated in a stylish and luxurious manner.

Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide and carefully stepped on the soft carpet, "Wow where is this? It's so beautiful!"

"This is my home."

"Ah! So dad, you live here, so can I stay here often in the future?"

"Of course, you can treat this place as your home."
To be continued...