Chapter 2638

Shen Yanxiao nodded slightly, "the wind rabbit, there is no will to live, can you help it?"

Shen Yanxiao can clearly feel that the hare under his hand has no desire to live. No matter how many potions he drinks, a Warcraft can't save his dead soul.

The woman nodded her head tremblingly, trying to suppress her inner despair and grief, and walked to the bedside with the baby in her arms.

"Rabbit rabbit ~ little rabbit ~ Da Da ~" the ignorant child didn't know that his Da Da had left him forever. He only knew that the little rabbit lying on the bed was his father's Warcraft, the little rabbit who often played with him.

Just, why does that rabbit look so weak now? Why does it lie there motionless and no longer play with him?

Children naive call, let the hearts of the room like a knife, they are under the head, in memory of their lost comrades.

"Baby, the little rabbit is sleeping. Shall we wake it up? Little rabbit's friend left, it is very sad, the baby would like to accompany it? " Shen Yanxiao looked at the young face and said softly.

The child blinked his bright eyes, looked at the sleeping rabbit, and looked at his mother. He could not find the answer in his mother's tearful eyes.

"Bunny sleeping?" The child turned to look at Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao nodded.

"Will the baby wake it up?"

The child looked at Shen Yanxiao. After a moment, he nodded his head firmly. He walked out of his mother's arms, hobbled to the bed, knelt beside the rabbit, felt the rabbit's filthy fur, and stammered: "the rabbit is good. The sun is drying his butt. The rabbit is up."

The child's tender voice is like a needle, which pierces the hearts of all the people in the room. His mother, even more unable to suppress the grief, covers her mouth and turns her head to one side.

Those words, all her husband, said when he coaxed the children every day. Now, the little baby is trying to wake up the hare with the voice of her father.

The child repeated over and over again, and the little hand did not stop touching the rabbit for a moment.

The wind rabbit with weak breath suddenly moved a little, and everyone's heart beat with it.

Those tired eyes slowly open, leading into the eyes, is the innocent face of the child with the host's blood.

"Rabbit! Rabbit! " When the child saw the rabbit open his eyes, a surprise smile appeared on his innocent face. He waved his other small hand, as if he wanted to let people around him see the rabbit wake up.

"Baby, will you hold it?" Shen Yanxiao said softly. She could feel that the vitality of the rabbit was recovering little by little.

The child nodded firmly, stretched out his chubby little arm, and held the dirty rabbit in his arms without any impatience. As if he was the most precious treasure in his arms, he tilted his face, rubbed the fur of the rabbit, and whispered: "the rabbit doesn't sleep, and the rabbit accompanies me..."

The sobbing woman squatted on the ground, her heart like being torn.

Her child, unknown, his father has left him forever.

"Baby, it's a long way away. No one takes care of the rabbit. How about baby take care of it?" Women dry their tears and look at their children with sadness.