Chapter 433 - Coming Back (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Lonemoon didn’t open the door with a spell, but turned directly into a light smoke, and then entered from the window. He looked around, but didn’t see Little Ying. Only that in the middle of the pillow on the bed, there was a big hump which was shivering and shaking. From time to time a repressed sob came from it.

Lonemoon felt a pain in his heart. Suddenly he had an urge to get out and give Chef a really bad beating. Bastard! What did you say to my little princess just now! His hands tightened beside his body, as he suppressed the urge to rush right over and carry her up to comfort her.

He stepped forward and said in a soft voice, “Why is Little Ying crying? Did someone bully you?”

The cotton lump on the bed stiffened, and the sound of sobbing stopped immediately, but she didn’t reply.

“What are you sad for, can you tell Daddy?” He continued. “Is it Mommy? How about Daddy help you beat him!”

“No… no!” A crying voice rebutted from inside the quilt. “Not mommy…”

“Who is it then?”

“…” She fell silent again.

“Can’t tell Daddy?”

The inside remained silent. After a long while, an even lower voice came, “Little Ying… can’t… tell.”

Lonemoon’s face fell. He thought about it and said, “If you can’t tell Daddy, how about telling cute little bunny?” With that said, he produced a bit of Divine Perception, and made another transfiguration spell, this time not to Shen Jing, but a snowy white little bunny, and he put it at the head of the bed. “Then Daddy will go out first. You have a chat with Bunny.”

With that said, he turned and opened the door, walking out.

The room fell silent instantly.

After a long while, that cotton lump moved, and the quilt was lifted slightly on the side, showing a little face covered in tears. A pair of eyes, still moist, looked at the rabbit at the head of the bed. After a long while of hesitation, she reached out and took the bunny into the quilt.

She stroked the head of the bunny very carefully. The more she stroked it, the more moist were her eyes. The teardrops which had just stopped started falling again. At the same time, she bit her lower lip, as though struggling to not cry out loud. She cried so hard that she started to hiccup. After a long while, she started talking to the bunny amidst the hiccups.

“Bunny, bunny, is Little Ying a… bad kid?”

“Bunny, bunny, Little Ying misses Sister so much, wants to go home so much.”

“But… but Little Ying can’t go back. Little Ying must not go back.”

“If Little Ying goes back, Sister… will… get hurt again!”

“It’s all Little Ying’s fault.. If not to protect Little Ying, Sister will not…”

“Little Ying is okay by myself. Little Ying has Daddy and Mommy now, must be okay…”

“Little Missy is not going back! No! Little Ying is very brave! Little Ying is very strong! Little Ying… doesn’t want Sister any more!”

She struggled to keep back her tears. She clenched her little fists tight, and with every sentence her voice grew deeper, as if she was cheering herself on. It was so mature that it was heartbreaking. It was as though… she was forcing herself to grow.