"Brother Ye Jiu," after confirming that Wen Nan and Lv Xiaohong had done it, Lv Qingqing started calling him brother, "I can't sleep alone. Can you stay with me for a while, like my grandma used to, patting me, singing a song to me?"
After saying this, Lv Qingqing looked expectantly at Wen Nan, behaving obediently like a small hamster, without a trace of the arrogant demeanor she had when sticking to Wen Nan next door, intending to do that thing.
Wen Nan vaguely felt that Lv Qingqing had some tendency toward bipolar disorder. People like this actually live very difficult lives, bringing trouble to those around them while becoming more isolated and helpless themselves.
With a light sigh in his heart, Wen Nan sat on the edge of the bed, lifted his hand, and rhythmically patted Lv Qingqing's back through the thin air-conditioning quilt, softly saying: "Sleep now, I'll wait until you fall asleep."
