"Mommy, Mommy, don't cry."
Yiyi reached out and wiped away the tears that still glistened on Qiao Xin's face.
Yiyi might be a child with developmental disabilities, but that didn't mean she couldn't feel love.
Love is a magical thing. Sometimes, it doesn't need words or sentences.
As long as you show your true heart, the other person can feel it—whether they're a normal person, someone with a disability, or even someone deaf and mute who can neither hear nor speak.
Even animals can feel love. "Mommy, don't cry, don't cry. As long as Yiyi is with you, Mommy won't cry anymore."
Once again, Qiao Xin hugged Yiyi tightly in her arms, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.
Yiyi had been successfully rescued, but now the battlefield needed to be cleaned up.
