Chapter 573: Things You Shouldn't Say to a Nearly Four-Year-Old Baby
In Mianmian's dream, she was swinging with her dad and mom.
Dad was pushing the swing, and mom was holding her, sending her flying high with every push.
The family's swing was by the edge of a mountain cliff, and when it swung forward, you could see the clouds shifting, offering spectacular views. Sometimes it was early in the morning when the sun had just risen, very close to the clouds.
"Hahaha, dad, push a little higher!"
Mianmian said joyfully.
On hearing her words, the swing indeed went even higher.
Mianmian laughed joyfully, her laughter echoing through the valley.
But as she laughed, suddenly the sun in the sky became wrapped in black mist. Without sunlight, the whole valley turned pitch dark.
Dad and mom were gone, leaving her all alone on the swing. Someone, she didn't know who, gave her a push from behind, sending her plummeting down into the valley below.