Tang Yige held his small hand, with her face bowed low, "Little Rui, how about I take you to see your mom in a couple of days?"
Perhaps because Yige suddenly proposed something rather odd, Rong Rui tilted his head in confusion, straining to look at Yige's lowered face from below.
Upon seeing Yige's red eyes, Rong Rui frowned tightly, "Little Gege, did someone bully you?"
Yige shook her head, raised her head to look at Rong Rui, and tried to smile at him, her fair palm softly caressing Rong Rui's little face, "You haven't answered me yet, is it okay?"
"...Yes." Rong Rui nodded, "If you go with me, I'll go."
"..." Yige's nose tingled with bitterness, "Alright."
"Little Gege, can you tell me what's wrong now?" Rong Rui stared anxiously at Yige, particularly concerned about why she was upset and seemed on the verge of tears.
"As long as Little Rui is by my side, nothing can destroy me." Tang Yige murmured, holding Rong Rui's little face.
