"Little one, why are you sitting here alone, where is your mother?"
Rosemary saw a little boy of about four or five years old sitting on a bench not far away, and when he saw someone call out to him, he looked up at her.
"I'm here for Mommy!"
The little boy has a handsome features, although the age is still so small, but can already see that when grown up will be a handsome boy.
Looked around a circle, in addition to some are busy sanitation workers and passers-by in a hurry, and did not see the boy's mother.
"Little friend, can you tell auntie what your name is?"
Seeing his little face frozen red, Rosemary was distressed.
Hastily took off his scarf and tied it around his neck, hoping to keep him a little warmer.
Seeing that his hands also did not bring gloves, he hurriedly reached out and grabbed his slender little hands, transmitting the warmth of his own hands to her.
The little boy just watched in awe as Rosemary rubbed his hands, his eyes red.
This aunt is so warm that he can't help but move forward and get close.
It wasn't until his hands were not so cold that Rosemary looked up at him and smiled, "How's that? Does it feel any warmer?"
"My name is Bentaley, thank you Auntie!"
"No thanks!"
Seeing that the clothes on him were very thin, Rosemary looked up and looked around, then said with a smile, "Bentaley, you wait here for a moment for auntie, auntie will be right back!"
Bentaley didn't know what she was going to do and nodded!
Rosemary hurried to the children's clothing store in front of her and came over with two shopping bags in her hands in no time.
Take out a thick jacket from inside and help Bentaley put it on while saying, "You have too little clothes on, you'll catch a cold if you wear so little!"
"Auntie, mommy said you can't just take other people's things!"
Bentaley stopped the movement in Rosemary's hands. As much as he liked the aunt, he couldn't just accept something from her.
"Bentaley, you didn't take anything from Auntie, this is a gift from Auntie, think of it as our meeting gift, okay?"
"But?"
Looking at these clothes, Bentaley does like them, plus he simply does not have clothes, mommy does not buy clothes for him, these clothes on his body are also some grandparents see him poor, give him to wear.
"Well, if you catch a cold, your mommy should be heartbroken!"
"Mommy is not going to feel sorry for me?"
Bentaley murmured in a low voice, but it was still heard by Rosemary.
"Silly, there is no mother in the world who doesn't like her child, even if mommy is a little tougher on Bentaley, but in her heart, she still loves you!"
"Is it really like that?"
Cocking his little head at Rosemary, Bentaley wished this aunt was his mother and would care if he was cold and unhappy.
Hearing his words, Rosemary gently scratched his little nose and smiled dotingly, "Of course, Bentaley is so well behaved, mommy and daddy must love you very much!"
"I don't have a father!"
Rosemary who was arranging his clothes clothes he heard his words, his hands shook, hugged him gently in his arms and patted his back gently.
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