"Little White." An Nan, waking up from a nightmare, suddenly flung herself into Lin Mubai's arms, clutching his clothes tightly, with her voice full of sobbing.
"Uh, it's okay now, it's okay now, I'm here, I've always been here." Once the person in his arms calmed down a bit, Lin Mubai cautiously asked, "Wife, what did you just dream about? Can you tell me?"
The person in his arms then fell silent for a long time. Just as Lin Mubai, disappointed, thought he wouldn't get the answer he wanted, her desolate voice reached his ears and entered his heart: "I just dreamt about Dad and Mom, and Brother, but I couldn't see their faces clearly. Even when I called them, they ignored me. Is it because they don't want Nannan anymore? They don't want Nannan anymore."
At this moment, Lin Mubai didn't know how to comfort her, apart from feeling heartbroken. He wasn't good at comforting others, but since she was his wife, he should say something.
