"Fix your hair." With a serious look, John probed.
As expected, Nina tidied up her hair obediently, revealing her whole face. Her face was brushed and her small mouth slightly pouted. She was limp there with her eyes slightly closed.
"Drink some water."
Nina took over a bottle of water from John and drank it. There were still water drops on her lips until she finished drinking it.
"Wipe the water on your mouth."
Nina did as he said.
From now on, no matter what John asked, Nina would do it.
John was glad that she would listen to him when she was drunk.
John scolded, "Why did you drink?"
This time, Nina didn't answer in time. She lowered her head and didn't say anything. Her eyes gradually became moist, and big drops of tears fell.
Nina missed her family.
Although her parents always scolded her and forced her to do many things she didn't want to do, her parents also loved her. They just expressed their love in a wrong way.
Her parents didn't know that in fact, she was very fragile. She needed the care and company of her parents, not being forced to do something she didn't want to do.
She would have collapsed if her brother hadn't accompanied her.
Thinking of her best brother, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Waah... Waah... Waah..."
As soon as she cried, John was startled. He looked at the Nina, who was crying sadly.
"Why... Why are you crying?" Although John had known the little girl for less than a month, every time he saw her, she would deal with problems calmly.
Why was she crying now?
Maybe his voice sounded angry and accusing but he didn't hit her. Why did she cry?
He quickly took out a piece of tissue to wipe her tears. He became at a loss and patiently explained, "I didn't scold you just now. I just asked you why you drank?"
John emphasized that he was asking, but Henry didn't think so. Mr. John was scolding her just now.
Henry gloated in his heart and thought, 'you are so fierce that Nina was scared to cry.'
As soon as the John wiped away Nina's tears, she cried even louder. If there was no one to comfort her, she might just cry for a short while. Once someone comforted her, she couldn't stop crying and was drowned in tears.
"Waa... Waa... Waa...... Waa... Waa...... "
"Don't cry. Don't cry." John had never encountered such a situation before.
Henry said, "Mr. John, please coax her. Mrs. Nina is still a child."
"Coax?" He didn't know how to coax.
John was so depressed that he could only wipe her tears.
The more he wiped, the more tears she would shed. John would take more paper to wipe for her, but he wouldn't be able to open his mouth to coax her.
She pursed her lips and sobbed, turning from crying loudly to sobbing. She sniffed and her shoulders trembled.
Nina looked at the man who was wiping her tears. No one had ever wiped her tears. Her parents had only told her not to cry. If she cried, she was useless. Even if she cried, she had to find a place where no one could see her tears.
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