Leng Sichen almost hopelessly surveyed the small cabin. Sure enough, there was no electricity, but an oil lamp stood on the wooden table in the middle. There wasn't even a bed; it seemed to be a spot where mountain hunters rested occasionally.
Leng Sichen wanted to look for anything useful inside the cabin, so he crouched down to try and set Xia Yuxun down first, only to find her two soft little hands clinging tightly to his clothes, refusing to let go. Sensing he was about to set her down, Xia Yuxun trembled like a startled bird and immediately pouted, clinging to him, "Brother, don't go, don't leave Xunxun behind, don't leave Xunxun behind, Xunxun will be good..."
Don't leave her behind... She had been repeating this phrase ever since he found her.
From her incoherent mutterings, he learned that her mother had left her here and even locked the door. He didn't understand how her mother could be so cruel to do such a thing; the thought made him shiver.
