Wu Sidu instinctively wanted to step back and keep her distance, but her body seemed to have a will of its own, yearning for this rare warmth and sense of safety.
In the end, not only did she not pull away, she instead resembled a little kitten that had just weathered a storm, finally found someone to rely on, and grown timid after being abandoned.
With a touch of grievance, a touch of unease, and complete dependence, she cautiously reached out her small hand and gently yet stubbornly grasped the hem of Lu Jun's shirt at his waist, as though it were the only piece of driftwood keeping her afloat.
Lowering her head and not daring to meet Lu Jun's eyes, she asked timidly in a choked voice thick with tears and endless uncertainty:
"I... I don't have a home to go back to anymore..."
"Would you... be willing to take me in?"
"Huh?"
Lu Jun was stunned by her sudden question and did not react for a moment.
But that instant of hesitation was infinitely magnified in Wu Sidu's eyes.
She thought Lu Jun was unwilling, and an overwhelming sense of loss immediately drowned her. A mist of tears once again filled those large eyes that had only just stopped crying.
Wu Sidu unconsciously tightened her grip on Lu Jun's shirt, her knuckles turning faintly white from the force, as though she feared that the moment she let go, the only warmth before her would leave her too.
At that moment, Lu Jun was the only visible lighthouse in her storm-tossed world. He was her entire world.
If even he rejected her, then in this vast world, there truly would be nowhere left for her to belong.
Faced with Wu Sidu's helpless gaze, like that of an abandoned little