But this silence also makes peopleâs hearts become afraid.
âDo you feel scared?â A young and immature voice suddenly spoke up.
âIâm not afraid,â said Lornell. In fact, he had faced death several times since he could remember.
Some of them are even closer to death than they are now.
My father once said that since he is a child of the Quentin family, it is inevitable to face such trials, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Because regardless of fear, one must go through the experience.
âBut Iâm afraid,â the little one said honestly.
âAre you afraid your parents wonât come to save you?â
âNot true!â She immediately retorted, âMy mommy and daddy will definitely come to rescue us. They promised that I am their most precious treasure, and if I am ever in danger, they will come find me no matter where they are!â
Even though the surroundings were dim at the moment, he couldnât see her expression clearly, but in his mind, he pictured her looking sulky.
âWhat are you afraid of?â
âIâve been like this, feeling uncomfortable and unable to move⦠Iâm just really scared,â she said, unable to describe exactly what she was afraid of.
In reality, she was afraid of the unknown.
âCan you tell me a story? Will you tell me a story?â the little one asked.
âI donât know how,â Lornell refused directly. He wasnât one to enjoy listening to stories, let alone telling them to others.
âWell⦠can I tell you one instead?â the little one asked as a compromise.
âDonât talk too much. Before long, youâll get very thirsty and we donât have any water to drink right now,â
Lornell reminded.
The little one obediently closed their mouth, but hummed a nursery rhyme softly through their nose.
The intermittent humming seemed to dispel the suffocating silence of the moment.
Time passed, and Lornell felt the little oneâs humming getting softer and softer until it finally stopped.
The little one didnât speak, but lay quietly on his chest, as if⦠dead, motionless.
Before, he didnât feel scared, but at this moment, he suddenly became afraid, afraid that this little one might really die.
âHey, youâ¦â He hesitated for a moment, and her name just blurted out⦠âHarley⦠Harley, whatâs wrong with you?â
After a while, her voice finally came intermittently, âI⦠am so sleepy, want to sleep⦠Donât be afraid, I⦠we are together, Iâm afraid my parents⦠will come to save usâ¦â
As she spoke, she groped around and finally found his hand, and then grabbed it.
Lornell was startled, feeling her soft little hand.
He could shake off her hand!
But at this moment, he didnât want to shake it off. It was as if being held by her like this could give him a sense of security.
Will they definitely come to save them?!
Does she really trust her parents?!
He thought of that night again, when she rushed up angrily and demanded an apology from the others because they had said bad things about her mother.
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