"Mommy, no. Not my feet."
Her little lips puckered up like rose petals and reached out to hug Xia Ruoxin's neck while she shook her head continuously. She didn't want that. Not that.
Xia Ruoxin rustled her daughter's hair, but her fingers paused, afraid to touch it again.
She hid her hand behind her back. There was a lock of her daughter's soft hair on her fingers. Her heart ached as she held her daughter closer.
"Mommy, I will be good. Please don't let Xiao Tong touch my feet. Please?" Rainy grabbed a bunch of Xia Ruoxin's hair and played with it from time to time. Her favorite was her mother's hair. It was black, and it smelled nice. She wanted her hair like her mother's, to be a beautiful Rainy.
"Alright." Xia Ruoxin nodded.
"Mommy, I'm hungry. I want to eat your noodles." She heard what she had been wanting to say. She had become bolder being at home. It made her less afraid, compared to the hospital.
