Bathroom.
Si Nan carried Little Rui into the bathroom stall and was about to leave.
"Don't go."
His thumb was pinched by a soft little palm.
Si Nan couldn't help but soften, looking at Little Rui with gentle eyes, "I'll be right outside the door, not going far."
Little Rui clamped his little fatty legs together, his chubby white face scrunched up, big watery eyes looking at Si Nan, "Uncle, can you stay here with me? I'm scared alone."
Uh...
Si Nan frowned slightly, "I'm here, are you sure?"
"Don't worry, I'm not that particular. You're here, and I can do my business just fine." Little Rui said.
Si Nan, "..." What else could he say?
...
Little Rui took ten minutes and still wasn't done, but he was almost knocked out by the smell himself.
With two little chubby hands, he tore off some toilet paper and stuffed it up his nose, squatting on the toilet, lifting his eyes to look at Si Nan standing at the door.
