Bao had long grown accustomed to it, "Grandma won't let my little brother go to their house, saying he's too noisy."
"Brother is little and doesn't understand, he won't cry when he gets older. He's only four, there's so much he doesn't understand, maybe it's also that he doesn't feel very secure."
Bao hugged her plush teddy bear tightly, her big watery eyes carrying a sorrow that didn't quite match her age.
Bao fell asleep amid her younger sibling's crying, and Lin Yan tiptoed to turn off the small night light by the bed before stepping out of the room.
Chu Xiu was holding her younger child, her frail body barely managing to hold the increasingly heavy Bao, looking completely exhausted and unstable.
Lin Yan was afraid, afraid that Chu Xiu would faint at any moment, and she wanted to help hold the younger child.
It was then that Lu Chenyuan finally came up, asking, "Need any help?"
