When she heard Aunt Niman's words, the smile of joy on her face disappeared for a moment, and she became sad.
Thinking of her father, her heart was sour, and her eyes turned red in a moment.
In fact, she is not the kind of person who can't think about it, if her father dies of normal old age or illness, she can get through the hurdle in her heart and comfort herself that birth, old age, sickness and death are something that everyone will experience.
But my father was burned to death by fire, and it was so painful to be burned alive She didn't dare to think about it, she couldn't think about it, as long as she thought about it, she wanted to cry out loud.
Aunt Niman saw her trying to hold back her crying, and knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she quickly stood up and walked over.
Niemann sat beside her, hugged her and let her lean on his fat shoulder, and did not comfort her like ordinary people to make her not to be sad, but said in a hoarse voice, "If you really want to cry, cry my poor child, you will feel better, maybe not much, but it will be better than you can endure it." ” She lowered her eyes and bit her lip, the memories of herself and her father flashing in her mind like reflections, but she knew they would never come again.
Close your eyes and cry silently.
At night Becca knew that her mother was in a bad mood today, so she changed into her pajamas and obediently climbed into bed, picked up the quilt and closed her eyes to sleep, instead of pestering her mother to read a storybook with her or sing her a song to lull her to sleep like before.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Becca, who had closed her eyes but was not asleep, and reached out to touch Becca's little head.
This girl is usually very naughty, but she is actually quite well-behaved.
Thinking of this, she was very relieved, and when she heard the door open, she turned around to find him standing outside the door, holding the armrest with one hand, quietly watching her.
She got up and walked over, "Why don't you come in, are you afraid that I will eat you?"
He reached out and put his arm around her waist to let her fall into his arms, and lowered his head to leave a kiss on her air bangs' forehead, his chin rubbing against the top of her head.
"My eyes are so red, I cried today" She snorted, "I don't believe a straight man like you can see any changes in my eyes, someone must have told you that, right?"
Usually she changed her eye makeup with a difference of five or six points from the previous one and asked him what was the difference, and he frowned and asked her back, "What's the difference" He couldn't see the difference in makeup with such a big difference, don't expect him to see that her eyes were a little red.
He smiled.
It was true that he could not see any difference between her, and it was her aunt who told him to comfort her.
But whether there was a difference or not, she made him feel distressed.
She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, "Today, my aunt inadvertently mentioned my father, and I was sad for a while, so I cried."
But I'll be back in two days, and that's how it used to be. ” "Will it take two days to recover, or will it take two days to pretend to be recovered?"
“” His words hit the heart every word Indeed, it is what he said.
She was never truly happy to learn of her father's death, and the place in her heart was always suppressed by a huge stone, and that stone was her father's name.
If no one mentions that name, she would still be no different from a normal person.
But as soon as someone said that name, she was completely devastated.
"But what can I do, I don't want to be sad, but my father died so miserably, how can I not be sad, you tell me how I can not be sad" She buried her face in his arms and wept bitterly. oshow7 t1706231537: