Xiao Yining, despite being in severe pain from the fall, managed to hold back his tears.
He pursed his lips, glanced at her, then dodged away, refusing her help and got up from the ground by himself.
Limping, he walked over to the bed and reached out to touch his little sister wrapped in the blanket.
Little Xiao'an lay there, her big eyes wide open, as if aware that their situation was grim, and she neither cried nor fussed.
Smelling the familiar scent of her brother, her little face smiled at Xiao Yining.
"Gurgle gurgle."
Xiao Yining's stomach suddenly made a noise, he swallowed with difficulty, and rubbed his belly.
He had asked the kitchen to prepare a big meal that evening, planning to celebrate with mom when she got home. For this, he hadn't eaten dinner, only some desserts to tide him over.
Little did he know that disaster would strike, and Shi Jiubai would kidnap them from their home.
If he was hungry, his baby sister must be even more so.
