Nannan stood at the door, clutching her small hands, gazing at the Long River, waiting...
Woosh—
The next second, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, rustling the nearby willows and the hem of Nannan's skirt.
Suddenly, Nannan shivered, feeling a bit cold, curling her body.
At this moment, the willow extended its branches, gently touching Nannan's head, signaling that it was cold outside, urging her to go back inside and wait, and not to stay in the wind.
Seeing this, Nannan smiled and said, "Mrs. Liu, I'm not cold. Daddy will be home soon, I'll wait for him."
After saying that, Nannan looked intently at the Long River, waiting quietly.
Quickly, the sky darkened.
The temperature today was strange, much colder than usual, making Nannan's body tremble slightly.
The next second, a figure appeared on the river path, walking towards home.
