And here Xiao Ya had not seen her parents for more than a year and she had almost lost their images even from her memories.
What kind of memories can a 2-year-old girl have of her parents when she was not even able to call someone properly.
Ye Qian felt bad for the little girl and sighed again in his heart.
'Only the little girl would know how much she must have cried all alone these days.'
Ye Qian muttered in his heart.
Yesterday after he placed his hand on her head, Ye Qian was able to sense the grief and desolation she had in her heart.
But more than that, there was her yearning for seeing her parents.
She had even forgotten their faces from her memories.
Ye Qian got near the bed and placed his hand lightly on Xiao Ya's head.
"Ummmm"
The little girl moved in her sleep after feeling his hand on her head but she also felt warm and hold his hand with her tiny hands.
