She looked at the ceiling.

She wanted to see her mother and Grandpa Zou.

But it would be too tiring to twist your head that way.

She could only look at the ceiling.

From the corner of his eyes, he tried hard to glance at his mother.

...

The old man and the woman looked at each other.

Broken leaves to block the rain?

What a good fairy tale behavior.

There was a smile in both of them.

But soon, they restrained the smile in their eyes.

Focus on the children's narrative.

...

“The leaves are big.”

The hands of the doll placed in the quilt spread out.

"It's like an umbrella."

"But the umbrella won't get heavier."

“It will.”

The doll frowned.

A look of disgust.

...

The umbrella... becomes heavier?

The woman and the old man couldn't help but look at each other.

This means...

...

“…The rain has accumulated on the leaves…”

The doll bulged her cheeks and complained.

...

Oh~

The woman and the old man immediately showed a sudden look.

It turns out that the so-called leaves are getting heavier.

...

“…I have to pour out the rain from the umbrella every once in a while…”

The doll wrinkled her little face.

Very troublesome.

And if you are not careful, the leaves will fall off.

The rain would hit her.

So every time she pours water, she is very serious.

But it's her seriousness...

"I'm too focused on pouring out the water from the leaves..."

When the doll looks back, it feels very annoyed.

"I didn't notice that I walked to the edge of the cliff..."

“…I stepped on the empty foot…”

...

The woman reached out to cover her mouth.

Just in case you call it out.

But soon, she put down her hand.

Instead, he reached out and held the child's hand in the quilt.

...

The woman's two hands wrapped around the child's small hands.

...

The doll felt a warmth coming from her mother's hand.

Her heart, which had been beating uneasy and disorderly just recalling the shocking scene, suddenly became calmer.

...

The doll's hands curled up slightly.

...

“…so terrible…”

With the support and warmth given by the mother, the doll has the courage to continue talking.

"I fell to the ground..."

"it hurts."

She was stunned.

After a while, her distracted focus was focused again.

“…I can’t move…”

"The rain hits me..."

"I'm soaked..."

“It’s so uncomfortable to stick to your clothes.”

...

Seeing the child's disgusting look, the woman felt a little... helpless and funny for a moment.

Even so injured that I couldn't move...

I also care that the clothes on my body are uncomfortable when I stick to it.

At that time, shouldn’t this child be saved in his mind?

...

“…I shout help…”

The doll bulged its cheeks again.

"But my voice is too light..."

“No one heard it…”

...

The woman patted the back of the child's hand with pity on her face.

She knows.

How can the injured child have the strength to make loud shouts?

Moreover, it rained at that time.

Even slightly louder sounds will be covered by the sound of rain.

so……

"I really want to thank Xiao Xiao..."

The woman couldn't help but murmur.

...

"ah?"

It seemed as if he heard his mother talking, and the doll looked at the woman with a slight tilted his head.
To be continued...