The Wolf King, who had originally intended to go in to take a look, stopped helplessly. He just pushed the dead pheasant inside a little, then backed out and stood guard not far from the cave entrance.
Inside, Hao'er's forehead was dripping with cold sweat from the pain. He couldn't hear Muchen and Muyue, and all he could feel was the pain in his head and felt as if his head was going to explode. Suddenly, various scenes and mories flashed through his mind.
"Arghhhhh…!" He scread in pain, the veins on his neck bulging. It looked as if he was suffering from extraordinary pain.
"Big Brother, it doesn't hurt. Yue'er will hold you, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt," Yue'er was crying like a little kitten, but she awkwardly held out her small hand and tightly embraced the struggling Hao'er.
Muchen also held him tightly, afraid that he might hurt his head if he kicked and struggled. The two little ones had never encountered such a situation before, and they didn't know what to do. They could only hold their Brother and call out to him until, after a long ti, he passed out.
"Big Brother, Big Brother passed out," Yue'er wiped away the tears from her face and looked at Hao'er's pale, sweaty face in the light of the nightlight.
"It's alright, it's alright, you'll be fine in a little while," Muchen said, supporting Hao'er's head with one hand and letting his head rest on his thigh, while telling Yue'er, "Sister, go get the water from the corner." "Alright," Yue'er said, getting up quickly and running to the corner inside to get the water she had brought back from outside today and go to the side of her two Brothers.
The water was carried in a bamboo tube, which Hao'er had cut from a bamboo stalk and tied to his leg. The two little ones carefully fed him so water and then sat next to him watching him.
"Brother, when will Big Brother wake up?" Yue'er asked, holding the glowing night pearl in her hand. Her beautiful eyes looked at Muchen helplessly.
"I don't know," said Muchen, thinking for a mont, and then added, " Maybe Big Brother will wake up after a nap." Hearing this, Yue'er didn't say anything, but looked at the unconscious Hao'er and then at the dead chicken that the wolf had carried and thrown in.
Even if they wanted to eat, they didn't know how, so even if the dead pheasant was put in front of them, the two little guys could do nothing about it.
Perhaps they were really tired that day, and after sitting for a while, they fell asleep as well. It wasn't until the next morning, when they still hadn't woken up, that Hao'er, who was resting his head on Muchen's thighs, slowly opened his eyes.
At that mont, there was no confusion in his eyes, only the calm light of days gone by, unlike that of other children his age.
He was sleeping on his back, looking at the two little faces beside him. His gaze was stunned, and he quickly sat up, looking at the two little ones who were dirty and had slept soundly against the wall. He couldn't help but feel a little tug in his heart.
"Father, Mother..." In his sleep, Yue'er's mumbled voice ca, which made Hao'er, who was about to stand up, pause for a mont and rember the scenes in his mind.
"Ah! No! Father and Mother!" Yue'er exclaid, and the whole person jumped up. Her eyes opened and she saw Hao'er standing in front of her. Seeing that he had already woken up, she joyfully pounced on him.
"Big Brother, you're awake? Are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt?" The little person hugged him tightly and asked several questions in a row.
Muchen also woke up when he heard the voice and looked at Hao'er in front of him.
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