It was just a child's imagination running wild for a moment.
It would pass.
If the parents insisted on getting to the bottom of it...
They might only make the child remember it more vividly.
And let it affect the child even more.
The child froze.
Uh...
"Chenchen kept thinking about him, so God thought Chenchen liked being unlucky."
The child's mom gave the child a gentle scare.
"He'll keep making Chenchen unlucky."
"No!"
The child cried at once. "I don't want to be unlucky!"
"Then forget about it."
The child's mom reached out and rubbed the child's head.
"What do you want for dinner?"
The child's mom changed the subject.
"Hmm..."
The child thought about it.
"Barbecue,"
the child cried.
A covetous expression appeared on the child's face.
He wanted roasted meat.
"All right."
The child's mom nodded.
"Yay!"
The child cheered.
He hopped along in front of them.
The child's dad moved closer to the child's mom. "That's all?"
"Mm."
The child's mom nodded slightly.
"That old man was probably something Chenchen imagined."
"He just wanted to blame someone else for his bad luck."
Of course, the bad things the child had experienced weren't his fault to begin with.
"So he could feel a little better."
If that was the case, why should they burst the child's bubble?
If thinking that way could ease the child's gloom over all the bad luck he'd had...
Why not let him?
"Chenchen hasn't been unlucky these past two days, either."
The child's mom watched the child's back.
"In a few more days, he'll gradually forget about the bad luck he had before."
"And that old man won't show up again."
"We should just let things take their course."
"Mm."
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