"Even though I don't know what's happened to you, and you're saying things that I don't understand," Gong Jie paused, then knelt again and gently held the boy's tiny face in his hands, rubbing them, "but Uncle will always be here for you, like Mummy, no matter what happens to you. You'll always be my nephew, eh?'
The boy clenched his jaw. The man's words were too much for him, and he forced back a sob.
Gong Jie knew he'd probably been holding back his tears for a long time. That the boy was now crying, probably meant that he was baring his heart to him.
His heart ached as he drew Youyou into his arms. "Just cry if that's what you want," he said helplessly. "Why are you holding back? You'll fall sick if you keep all your feelings pent up inside."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy finally lost control and burst into tears!
"Sob sob sob…"
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