“No need!” Feng Guang quickly grabbed his hand. “This child is very good, I like him very much.”

Guardian put the child back in her arms. "Since Fengguang likes her, let's keep her."

Guardian gave her the right to name the child, and Fengguang, without hesitation, said, "The child's name is Kaixin (Happy)."

He had no objection, as if he hadn't seen the longing in her eyes for the name when she uttered it.

Fengguang hopes that this child can live happily. She will not tell Kaixin how she came to be. At the very least, the moment she held the child, she felt that she would treat her well.

Indeed, Kaixin's presence allows Fengguang to occasionally forget the cruelty of reality. She keeps a close eye on her and will never allow Kaixin and Guardian to be alone together for more than three minutes. Fengguang is very worried that if Kaixin is influenced by Guardian, she will become like Guardian.

When Kaixin was seven years old, she stood by the bed, holding Fengguang's hand, and asked, "Why won't Daddy let me go out to play?"

"Because it's dangerous outside." Feng Guang leaned against the bed and said softly, "Didn't I tell Kaixin? There are man-eating monsters outside. You can't go out until Kaixin can protect herself."

Kaixin thought for a moment and nodded sensibly. She had lived in the Land of the Gospel since she was a child. Perhaps she also thought that the outside world was just like the Land of the Gospel. There was only one father and one mother with a daughter. Seven-year-old Kaixin was very cute. If Xia Chao were still alive, he would definitely point to this child and say that she was just like Feng Guang when he was a child.

After all, Kaixin's genes come from Fengguang, and as she grows older, she will look more and more like Fengguang. Therefore, Kaixin has always firmly believed that Fengguang is her mother.

"Mom, why do you always have to lie in bed?" Kaixin pulled Fengguang's hand. "Last time I told Dad I wanted you to take me out to play with me, and Dad... he suddenly became really scary."

“I’m not feeling well… I can’t go out.” Feng Guang laughed again, “Also, Kaixin, I’ve told you many times, I’m not your mother, you can call me sister.”

The little girl asked, puzzled, "But Mommy is Daddy's wife, so isn't that a happy Mommy?"

Just as Feng Guang was thinking about correcting the little girl's pronunciation, the Guardian walked in with a syringe. He kindly said to Kaixin, "Little girl who is afraid of needles, you can go back to your room and play."

"Mom, I'll come find you again later." Kaixin leaned in and kissed Fengguang, then quickly ran away.

Feng Guang allowed the Guardian to pull her hand out from under the covers and inject medicine into her arm. The medicine that had weakened her had already been injected that morning; this medicine was to treat her illness.

Motor neuron disease, a condition that was suddenly discovered four years ago. Even without his medication, her body would become increasingly weak, then atrophy, and finally die a painful death.

This is a terminal illness; even the Guardian could only prolong its duration.

Looking out the window, Feng Guang felt no fear of death, only a sense of joy at the impending liberation.

Guardian put down the syringe, patted her head, and smiled, "Fengguang is very happy."

“Guardian, you’ll take good care of Happiness… right?” Her gaze fell on him, calm and serene. The despair that patients should have was nowhere to be seen in her.