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Dong Huiying saw that he had been outside in the cold for too long before, the color of his hands and face still hadn't come back. She pulled over another blanket and covered him with it.

"It's warmer here near the kang."

"Mm!"

But he didn't move.

"Come over?"

He hesitated slightly, "May I?" Clearly looking forward to it, really wanting to come over, yet very cautious.

Dong Huiying felt a bit funny inside, perhaps, she had never truly understood him. Many times, what she saw was only the surface, not the reality.

"Come on, let's chat, and when we get sleepy, we'll sleep, how about that?"

His face broke into a big, silly grin.

"Okay!"

He was used to being rejected. When he was little, he wanted his mother to hold him, she ignored him, he wanted his mother to hold his hand, she disdainfully shook him off. Actually, there were many more incidents like this.