The little hedgehog walked on the road in despair, constantly thinking about what his friends said to him: "Little hedgehog, it's not that we don't want to play with you, it's just that your thorns are too prickly." The little yellow dog was the first to say.
"Yes, little hedgehog, look, I was playing with you a few days ago and my body was bleeding. There are still scars..." the little rabbit pointed at the unhealed wounds on his body and said.
"That's right, it's not that we don't want to play with you, it's just..." The other little animals also began to express their thoughts in a hurry. They didn't notice at all that the little hedgehog had quietly left...
The little hedgehog just returned home with a face full of sorrow. Looking at the frowning child, the hedgehog mother asked with concern: "What's wrong, my little baby, why are you so sad?"
"Mom, do you know? My friends don't play with me. They say I have thorns on my body. The little rabbit also said that when he played with me a few days ago, I pricked him?"
"Oh, no. No way, kid, who made us a hedgehog? We have thorns on our bodies. No matter how cautious we get along with others, we will hurt our friends intentionally or unintentionally. There is no way around it. My friends will figure it out in the future. You need to give them some time. During this period, you can play by yourself first, okay, kid?" The hedgehog mother gently advised her child.
What her mother said seemed to make sense, but it didn't seem to be the answer the little hedgehog wanted. She glanced at her mother and ran out of the house crying.
"Hey, silly boy, what's the use of being sad? Who made us hedgehogs?" The hedgehog mother sighed and shook her head helplessly.
"Little hedgehog, I've been looking for you for a long time. Why are you here?" The little hedgehog was pacing on the road and was suddenly stopped by a familiar voice.
"Brother Tabby Cat, you'd better stay away from me. I'm afraid of thorns pricking you. Don't be like a little rabbit..." Facing the friendly Tabby Cat brother, the little hedgehog suddenly felt a little at a loss.
Brother Cat walked up to the little hedgehog, looked at her tenderly, and then touched the little hedgehog's soft belly with his own body. "Little fool, look, I'm fine. You are a hedgehog. Without that hard shell, you will be in danger. The reason why they will be pricked or even injured by you is because they have not found the right way to play with you. When playing with you, they cannot touch your back. Look, it's totally fine if I touch you in front of you, isn't it?"
"But Brother Huatao, I'm still scared, I'm afraid I'll hurt you..." The little hedgehog still hesitated a little.
"Little fool, as long as I don't touch your thorn, you will naturally not be able to prick me. Sometimes, you have to believe in yourself. Not everyone says you are at fault, but you are really at fault." Brother Huatao touched the softest part of the little hedgehog's body again. "Come on, kids, lie down on the grass and feel the blue sky, white clouds and warm sunshine."
The little hedgehog finally smiled, and she lay down next to her cat brother. She slowly breathed the fresh air and enjoyed the warmth of the sun. At this moment, she finally understood: There is always someone who will make you believe that you deserve to be treated tenderly by this world...
