"Daohua?"
"Daohua!"
Xiaoliu first looked at Daohua with a puzzled face, then as if he remembered something, his eyes bulged, and he looked at Daohua with surprise on his face, "Are you Little Daohua from when we fought the human traffickers?!"
Seeing him remember her, Daohua quickly nodded her head.
"Wow~"
Seeing Daohua nod, Xiaoliu cried out 'wow' and burst into loud sobs.
His crying was heartbreakingly sorrowful, hysterical even, like a child who had gotten lost in the dark and had finally found their family, desperate to release all the panic and fear in their heart.
Looking at Xiaoliu crying like a child, Daohua stayed silent, just standing beside him, immobile, watching without rushing him or asking any questions, silently waiting for him to vent the emotions suppressed in his heart.