Little Starlight nodded.
Ye Junqing took off his sneakers, lay down, and held her in his arms.
Little Starlight was a bit awkward and nervous: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"When you are sick, doesn't your brother hold you like this?" Grandma Wolf Ye Junqing asked.
Little Starlight said: "Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't."
Grandma Wolf Ye Junqing said: "That's right, your brother told me to hold you like this, saying that holding you would make you feel less uncomfortable, all instructed by your brother."
"Oh." Little Starlight, although feeling awkward, felt there was nothing wrong with Big Brother's arrangement and was obedient.
The room was very quiet, but downstairs was particularly lively. Even with the door closed, staying in the room, Little Starlight could imagine the liveliness. There must be many children at home playing with her sister, and she also wanted to go down and play, but her mother wouldn't allow it.
