Seeing the child looking like he didn't know he was crying, it was really pitiful.

Xiao Xiao frowned in distress. He was not good at coaxing children.

Still such a heartbroken child, crying quietly and powerfully.

Tears kept gushing out of the corners of the child's eyes, and he had no time to wipe them away one by one.

After thinking about it, Xiao Xiao wrapped the child in his arms and gently patted the child's back.

Actually, it's good to cry.

Crying is the right of children.

How can you learn to be patient like an adult?

...

Suddenly being wrapped in his arms, the child's body suddenly stiffened.

Even tears stagnated for a moment.

Immediately, the child reached out and grabbed Xiao Xiao's clothes tightly, and finally cried out.

“Wow~”

...

"Xiaoyuan!"

Wen Shaoyang in the room suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong, Ayang?"

Chi Xiuchuan asked a little scared, "What's wrong with Xiaoyuan?"

"I seemed to hear Xiaoyuan's crying?"

Wen Shaoyang's tone was a little uncertain, and his expression was both confused, anxious and worried.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the curtain, as if he wanted to pull it open, but seemed to think of something. His lips were pursed tightly, but his hands did not move the next step. He just grabbed the curtain tightly, and there were bursting blue veins on the back of his hands.

"Ayang, are you sure?"

"I heard nothing."

Wen Shaoyang's movements were too sudden. Chi Xiuchuan didn't have time to stop them, and his heart was beating to his throat. Later, he saw that Wen Shaoyang did not really open the curtains and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what Master Xiao was doing in it?

However, anyone will always be unhappy to be disturbed for no reason. If it affects Master Xiao’s affairs, wouldn’t it be even worse?

He didn't want his friend's recklessness to offend Master Xiao and also affect Xiaoyuan's recovery.

...

"I heard it."

Wen Shaoyang said it was certain, but the next second hesitation was revealed, "It should be."

Not sure if my brother was crying made Wen Shaoyang very anxious.

His expression was like a trapped beast, fierce and confused.

"Ayang, don't worry."

"It's okay, Master Xiao is with Xiaoyuan."

Chi Xiuchuan comforted his friends with a gentle voice.

Wen Shaoyang seemed to have not heard him. He grabbed his hair in a irritable state and whispered to himself, "Xiaoyuan doesn't cry much."

"Yes, Xiaoyuan hasn't cried during this period."

"Except for the time he was beaten by his father."

Wen Shaoyang's eyes flashed, and a little bit of heartache gradually appeared on his face.

Of course he knew his younger brother.

Xiaoyuan is a strong-willed child. In his opinion, crying is something that girls do. He is a real man, so he will not do such a shameful thing.

So, even if the child was wronged and cruel, the child still had red eyes and opened his eyes tightly, refusing to shed a tear.

So, after Wen's father beat him, the tears shed from the child made them panic, and Wen's mother suddenly became jealous and the rare ones shouted at Wen's father.

Because, the child cried so much that it hurt.

He is not like other children, and his crying loudly makes people feel troubled.

He cried very quietly. Even though he cried, he still pursed his lips tightly and stared at them with his eyes bulging, not showing any weakness.

They never knew that this child's temper was so stubborn.

...

He knew that when he saw Xiaoyuan like this, Wen's father immediately regretted it, but he couldn't let go of his parents' face.

As a result, this child is not only stubborn, but also holds revenge.

Until today, I have not completely forgiven my father.

Therefore, they were reluctant to force Xiaoyuan too much.

I was afraid that I would make the child cry again.

How much grievance does a child have to suffer to cry if he has such a temperament?

They can't bear to leave.

...

But now, he actually heard the cry of the child?!

Although Wen Shaoyang felt very distressed after calming down, he knew that this was a good thing.

When such a young child is sad, wronged, and unhappy, he should cry loudly.

Why should I hold it in? Why should I bear it?

...

"Ayang."

Chi Xiuchuan shouted worriedly.

Wen Shaoyang's expression made him frown.

“…I’m fine.”

Wen Shaoyang wiped his face hard, "It's okay to cry, it's okay to cry."

He murmured a few words in a low voice, then turned to look at Chi Xiuchuan, "Achuan, I believe now that maybe Master Xiao can really help Xiaoyuan."

At least Master Xiao made Xiaoyuan cry, and he was very grateful for this alone.

Chi Xiuchuan didn't ask why, and after a stunned expression on his face, he showed a light smile, "Master Xiao won't let us down."

...

Xiao Xiao surrounded the child and said nothing, just patted his back gently.

Let him cry.

My eyes couldn't help but float outside the balcony, and the snow gradually became heavier.

He moved his seat carefully and blocked the snowflakes floating in the child.

...

The child cried for half an hour.

Xiao Xiao was really amazing.

He knew that children would cry, but he didn't expect that they would cry so much.

But, this kid is also depressed?

This is the first time he has encountered such a strong-willed child.

Sure enough, do the children of rich families think more than ordinary families?

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel a little moved when he thought of the few kids who were silly eating, drinking, and playing around near his house.

...

"Himmer~Himmer~"

The child cried and burped, and was a little angry.

Xiao Xiao changed the filming to caressing, helping the child to keep up with his anger.

...

Seeing the child who had finally cried enough, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel a little funny. Is he shy?
To be continued...