HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

A peaceful and pleasant life unfolded day by day.

Changfeng looked into Lin Mo's dark eyes, paused for a moment, and then said in a relaxed tone, "Xiao Mo, has anyone ever told you that your eyes are very beautiful, especially when they shine?"

"Really?" Lin Mo turned around and looked at Chang Feng, covering his left eye with a suspicious expression. "You're kidding, right?"

"Tch ╮(╯＿╰)╭, maybe~" Changfeng almost laughed at the self-deprecating person, but after thinking about it, he comforted himself.

So, a certain bystander once again took on the important task of appeasing the person who posted the melon.

"Xiao Mo, you should relax too." Chang Feng said with a smile, "Look at me, I relax every day and nothing happens. You should learn from me, be more carefree, and be very free and happy every day." He had quite the air of a spoiled young master.

"Are you sure you're as idle as you say?" Lin Mo looked Changfeng over carefully and shook his head. He had keenly sensed from their first meeting that Changfeng was not as relaxed and carefree as he seemed.

A——L——W——A——Y——S

Before we knew it, it was almost the end of February. The ice and snow had completely melted under the baptism of spring rain, and in their place were green shoots everywhere, eager to break through the soil.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The wind tonight had none of the gentleness of spring; it was as fierce as an angry young boy, pounding against the window and making muffled thuds.

Suddenly, a muffled rumble of thunder came from not far away, but the lightning flashed even earlier than the thunder.

The little boy with black hair felt that tonight was a premonition of something. The unusual outburst of the sky made him feel as if his heart was connected to the sky, as if he would soon be as painful and helpless as the sky.

He shook his head violently, dispelling these unrealistic thoughts that made him feel somewhat uneasy. But for some reason, the fear he felt upon hearing thunder today was amplified infinitely.

Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, his whole body trembling slightly. He struggled to control his emotions, his mind filled with doubts. Although he was usually afraid of thunder, years of suffering had long since dulled his initial fear of it. But tonight, it felt like he was back to the very first time he heard thunder.

Snape knew he shouldn't be cowardly; he was afraid Lin Mo would worry. But for some reason, his body seemed to be gripped by an instinctive fear that made it impossible for him to calm down.

Soon, his strange behavior attracted Lin Mo's attention. Lin Mo glanced at the flashes of lightning coming from outside the window, then at the child sitting on the ground, looking bewildered and terrified, and felt a pang of sadness for no reason.

Lin Mo's tone was gentle; he suddenly realized he had a knack for comforting children: "Are you scared? Come on, let's go back to the bedroom and sleep. I'll stay with you until you're asleep, okay?"

Hearing Lin Mo's voice, the child quickly looked up. Soft black hair cascaded down his face and lay behind his ears, revealing a pair of black, gem-like eyes with a hint of pink. The area around his eyes was also red, and the tear tracks on his face hadn't been wiped away, making him look like a pitiful little kitten.

Snape nodded obediently, trying to stand up, but he slumped back down after only getting up a little.

Lin Mo blinked at him. The child, helpless, said weakly with a mournful face, "My legs are numb... (ಥ_ಥ)"

Looking at the pitiful little Snape, Lin Mo almost burst out laughing without any regard for his image. Then, after taking a serious look at the adorable appearance of the future Snape, Lin Mo pretended to be helpless and squatted down to pick Snape up in his arms.

Walking upstairs to the child's bedroom, standing at the door and looking at the tightly closed door, Lin Mo turned his hand and tapped the door with his fingertips, and the door was instantly opened by magic.

After entering the room, Lin Mo helped Snape put his feet on the bed, put one arm around his back so he could support himself and catch his breath, and used the other hand to pull back the blanket. Finally, he slowly helped him sit on the bed and walked to the window to draw the curtains.

Without Lin Mo having to do anything else, the child crawled into bed and covered himself up. Lin Mo used a wandless magic spell to summon a small chair by the bedside. Lin Mo pulled the chair over, sat down, and looked at the child.

"Alright, you'll be fine after a nap. Don't be scared, I'm right here." Lin Mo said, and then patted Little Sief's head, feeling the soft texture of his hair.

"You've improved today. You knew to say it when your leg went numb, unlike the first time we met when you didn't say a word even though you were injured." Lin Mo chuckled jokingly, but he knew in his heart that only children who are loved have the opportunity to act spoiled. Before he arrived, what good would it do to say it?

"Alright." Snape's affected state had improved considerably the moment he saw Lin Mo.

"If you get scared tonight, just call me. If you still can't sleep, I'll stay here with you," Lin Mo said gently.

"It's alright, it should be fine in a bit." Snape heard the thunder and instinctively pulled the blanket up higher.

"Okay, go to sleep." Lin Mo smiled as he watched Snape's actions, comforting the child.

Lin Mo acted as a reassurance, and Snape fell asleep in no time. But before falling asleep, Snape whispered, "Mo, will you always stay with me?" His voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, but Lin Mo's keen senses heard it clearly.

Lin Mo didn't leave; he quietly leaned back in his chair, keeping Snape company.

Author's rambling: I'm leaving soon, and the next generation's story will begin immediately.

Changfeng: Another night of shipping couples~ So happy (๑＞؂＜๑)