It was late at night, and Long Linger had already fallen asleep leaning on the suitcase with her arms around herself. He still remembered, when they first set out, she was too scared to sleep outdoors, even with him by her side, she dared not sleep. But now, she could sleep anywhere, which was a kind of progress.
He jumped down from the tree, walked slowly to her side, and took out a blanket from his backpack to cover her. Suddenly, she stretched out her small hand and grabbed his arm.
"Uncle, don't leave me, I'm so scared. From now on, I'll obediently listen to you, okay?"
Her voice was low, weak, like she was pleading for mercy, admitting defeat. He was slightly taken aback, as this girl had incredibly thin skin and a strong sense of pride. Even if she was wrong, she wouldn't admit it to him. How come she was so obedient now? When he looked carefully, he found she still had her eyes closed, she was actually talking in her sleep.
