Watching Su Yi Jing like this, An Jing almost broke into tears.
Xiao Changyi's thin lips pressed tightly together, it was clear that he, too, was taking it hard.
Su Yixing, An Yiqing, and An Yiyun, seeing Su Yi Jing like that, also each held onto Xiao Changyi's clothes with one small hand and onto An Jing's clothes with the other.
The four little ones looked at each other and giggled, seemingly reassured, before they closed their eyes and slowly fell asleep.
Watching the four little ones not sleeping neatly between them but scattered haphazardly, indiscriminately clutching at their clothes in the middle, An Jing and Xiao Changyi couldn't find it in themselves to get angry, only felt a pang of heartache for the four children of their household.
Their four children were only three years old after all...
After the children had fallen asleep, An Jing still couldn't control herself, and tears streamed down her face.
