"Grandpa, don't go. Don't leave me alone."
"Little Nomi, Little Nomi, Mommy is here. Don't leave Mommy, okay?"
At first, she just whispered softly, but then she choked with sobs.
She looked a little heartbroken.
Every time she spoke, Henry's heart ached.
He couldn't wait to bear the pain for her.
"No, I won't leave." Henry didn't know how to comfort her, so he hurriedly reached out his hand and gently stroked her back. His low and magnetic voice repeated gently over and over again. "I won't leave. I've been here all the time."
In the repeated movements of Henry and the repeated gentle words.
Monique seemed to be really comforted and relaxed.
She gradually loosened her grip on Henry's pajamas.
Henry rested one hand on Monique's neck and comforted her with the other.
For a moment, she didn't have time to wipe the tears from the corners of Monique's eyes.
At this time, Monique quieted down. He reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Again, and again.
For some reason, Henry's dark and deep eyes turned red as he wiped them.
The more he wiped, the more distressed he felt, and then his tears could not help falling down.
It fell on Monique's face.
Monique frowned slightly, turned over, and hugged Henry's waist.
She even shifted her body to Henry.
She seemed to have found a safe sleeping posture and finally fell asleep.
It was extremely quiet in the dark night.
He could hear her steady breathing and the sound of her heart beating.
Henry counted again and again.
One,
Two,
Three,
Three thousand.
Three thousand and one.
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