"I know you can do it." Deng Yuyuan's voice was soft but carried clearly to her ears as her hands kept moving. "I just wanted to lend a hand so you can finish packing up faster. It's getting dark."
The girl with a limp also realized this. With the sky turning dark, she accepted Deng Yuyuan's goodwill, and they walked home together. It wasn't until they reached her doorstep that the girl finally spoke to Deng Yuyuan.
"Don't come to pick me up anymore," she said. "It's really unsafe here at night... I have Aunt Zhao looking out for me, so they usually don't dare touch me. Because you walked with me today, they were a bit wary, but if you walk alone or with your baby, it's easy for accidents to happen."
"Then you shouldn't go back this late either. This place is too remote, and there are no pedestrians after dark. If you run into someone with bad intentions, no one will ever find the culprit." With that, Deng Yuyuan walked through the door.
