He wiped the tears from her face, "Be good, don't cry, don't cry, your mother didn't want you, she's busy now, brother plays with you, okay? Brother teaches you to draw." She was still crying, but much better.
I could only hold her in my arms and draw with her with a watercolor pen.
"What color clothes does Mom like to wear?"
She gulped. "Mommy, Mommy likes it, she likes blue clothes." He chose a blue watercolor pen.
"What color is Mom's hair?"
She said, "Mom's hair is black, long, and fragrant." Her little hands were still gesturing, so excited that she forgot to cry.
He smiled and started to draw.
And she said, "Mom is wearing a long dress, she's beautiful, she's beautiful, she's wearing white shoes."
The tears on her face hadn't dried yet, and now she was so excited again.
She will know one day, how long can she hide it from her? It would be great if you were happy like this all the time.
After the painting was done, he took the painting to him. He drew two people, a woman in a blue dress, holding a little girl. The little girl had a small pink skirt and two pigtails.
She held the painting happily, smiled and smiled, and tears fell again.
He was so distressed, "Why are you crying again?"
She buried her head in his chest and whispered.
She said intermittently, "Dad, Dad brought it back. Auntie said that Mom is dead and will not come back. I, I was in the hospital, and I saw it."
He was stunned for a moment, what did she know? How old is she, my mother said, she just had her fourth birthday, what can she know?
He patted her on the back. "No, she lied to you."
"Lied to me?"
"Hmm, how could your mother not want you? Does she love you the most?"
She wiped away her tears and nodded, "Hmm, mom said, mom said she loves me the most."
"That's right, she loves you the most, how could she not want you? She just went far away, where is she watching you, so you have to be obedient."
She looked at him, tears still flowing, but there was a little smile on the corners of her lips, a forced smile.
"Hmm, I'll be obedient and not let mom worry."
He nodded, "Well, be good."
At night, he woke her up.
She liked to stick to him, so his mother set up a cot for her in his room and let her sleep next to him.
She rubbed her eyes. "Brother..."
He smiled at her. "Brother, take you to see Mom. Do you want to go?"
Her eyes lit up instantly. "Mom? Do you see Mom?"
"Yes, your mother."
She opened her hand and asked him to hug her. "I want Mom!"
"Shh, don't be noisy."
She nodded, obediently.
It was a little cold, so he wrapped her in a small blanket and carried her to the balcony.
The stars at night are particularly bright, and a bright moon hangs in the night sky.
Little Ali was a little puzzled, "Brother, aren't you looking at mom?"
He pointed to the sky. "See that star?" She looked up and saw one star that was particularly bright.
"The brightest one."
She nodded, "I see."
He said, "That's Little Li's mother. She's watching you from far away, every night. She doesn't worry about Little Li, so she's watching you from far away."
"Really?"
"Really."
She pointed at the sky. "Mom, I miss you. When are you coming to see Li?"
He hugged her and stood on the balcony for a long time, and she muttered without knowing what she was talking about, until she was sleepy and tilted her head on his shoulder. "Brother, go to sleep."
"Well, go to sleep."
Will pass.