A clap of thunder exploded, a bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating the small, terrified face in the corner, pale as a ghost.
"Mom, Mom, don't leave Xunxun..."
In the end, as if she already knew her mom would never come, she began to faintly murmur, "Brother..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Suddenly, a rhythmic thumping sound came from the door of the wooden hut, unusually terrifying on this stormy night.
"Ah—Ah—" Reaching the limit of her psychological endurance, Xia Yuxun clutched her head and screamed, hoping her voice could overpower those dreadful sounds.
After the last loud crash, the wooden door collapsed suddenly, and under the lightning, a silhouette of a person and a dog appeared at the doorway.
"Xunxun..."
