I Will Always Love You

After a period of intermittent rain, the sun finally shined for several days.

The little rabbit happily dragged his orange juice brother out to go crazy, and after having dinner after taking a shower, he fell on the bed and passed out.

I don't know how long I slept, but the little rabbit felt thirsty and wanted to drink water.

She turned a few times on the bed, then sat up and looked around.

Cheng Zhiyan was not in the room, only a dimly lit lamp on the bedside table, and the kettle was empty and there was no drop of water.

Holding the tea cup, the little rabbit rubbed his eyes, stepped barefoot on the floor, opened the door and walked out.

The stairway outside was also completely dark, only a wall lamp on the wall radiated a faint light.

The little rabbit faintly heard the voice of conversation from downstairs, and the voice seemed to be his mother.

Her white feet stepped on the stairs, and the shell-like fingernails glowed with light pink under the dim light. Because of her bare feet, when she went downstairs, there was no sound.

Only halfway downstairs, the little rabbit's movements suddenly stopped.

From the gap between the handrails of the stairs, she seemed to see her mother sitting on the sofa wiping tears.

Cheng Zhiyan's mother was sitting beside her with one arm tightly around her, as if comforting something.

Cheng Zhiyan, sitting on the other side of her, had a solemn expression she had never seen before.

For some reason, the little rabbit didn't continue walking down. She was wearing a nightdress holding a tea cup, and silently squatted down on the side of the stair railing. Her **** and white eyes silently looked at her mother downstairs.

"Mother Rabbit, you have to change your sorrow and change... Hey... this matter..." Cheng Zhiyan's mother sighed, as if she didn't know how to continue.

"Hmm..." Mother Little Rabbit nodded hard while wiping the tears from her face, "I know...I know the truth... But when I thought he would come back this summer after he had said it, he never did it again. Don't come... I just..."

Her voice was intermittent, and she kept choking, she couldn't even speak.

Cheng Zhiyan's mother sighed again.

"You said, how do I talk to the little rabbit... Tell her that my father is dead... He won't come back to play with you, send you to school, and tell you a story before you go to bed..." Mother Little Rabbit was crying almost unable to breathe, "She is so young, she is only four years old... This kind of thing, only I can bear this kind of thing... Why should Little Rabbit bear such a thing... …"

"Don't cry, don't cry..." Cheng Zhiyan's mother couldn't help but began to wipe her tears. She gently patted Mother Rabbit on the shoulder, while whispering: "Little Rabbit is still young, don't tell her about this. I'll talk about it when she grows up, maybe she will feel better in her heart..."

"This kid... Since the summer vacation, I have asked my dad every day what he's coming back..." Mother Rabbit sniffed, and the tissues in her hand changed one after another. "She was also looking forward to the start of school in September. At that time, her father could take her to school to report...I..."

The little rabbit squatted quietly on the stairs, a pair of fleshy, soft hands clinging to the teacup in his hands.

Dad is dead...? He will never come back? ?