The main system saw the cub clench its little hand again, its previous attempt to count turning into silently tugging at its fingers, its head bowed in dejection. The main system inwardly cursed.
He thought the cub would cry and refuse to do it anymore, wanting to go home.
But he didn't expect the cub to be able to comfort itself:
"Baby doesn't need so much, baby just wants now."
"When a child is with their father, they can stay happy for a very long time. This kind of happiness is even greater than eating ice cream or fries."
“Baby, you don’t need so many snacks. Baby wants to use a card to pay for the time Daddy spends with me.”
"A little more is fine, the baby won't be greedy."
The cub took its short, tender little hand and pinched a tiny bit.
Thirty thousand days is a long time, a length measured in life. Isn't this also Si Qiannan's eternal promise to him?
But the cub still remembered that he had never had such a long life before. He couldn't, and dared not, hope for too much.
The child just needs his father to spend a little more time with him.
The main system fell silent.
He didn't understand, who would speak ill of such a cub?
He is clearly the gentlest and most precious person in the world.
The main system wanted to follow its own desires and open the program to ban all the accounts that were talking nonsense, but in reality, by the time it opened the bullet comments, all those bad words had already been scrolled down by the audience.
There is no scene more moving than this.
The cubs are willing to give up everything just to spend time with their father.
"He wouldn't even take his favorite little cake! Ahhh, Si Qiannan, you're the one my son loves most in this world!"
"Jealousy twists my heart. Why is Si Qiannan so lucky?"
"Who was just saying that the kid has bad character? Your parents can't even afford a little snack, can they? Or are you, this filial son, simply unwilling to buy these things for your parents?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, stop talking, stop talking, he's getting anxious."
Si Qiannan looked at the baby in her arms, and ripples spread through her heart.
He originally thought that raising children was nothing more than continuing the bloodline, passing on the legacy, and accumulating knowledge; it was the instinct for reproduction inherent in human genes.
But besides reproduction, love is also an instinct.
A young life, yet it loved him with all its might.
I love everyone who loves my baby.
Si Qiannan held the cub tightly, stroking its little head with his large hand, just like a father licking his cub's fur in a dream, making the little guy squint its eyes in enjoyment.
"You don't have to give anything, and Dad will always be with you."
"Daddy loves you."
The viewers in the live chat were crying their eyes out. Weren't they also seeing themselves through the shadow of the cub?
They were once children, desperately trying to obtain the small happiness that lay in their hands, only to be hurt and ridiculed by their own parents.
Disliked by others and betrayed by friends and classmates, one can only shrink into a corner and become an inconspicuous, invisible existence.
Despite all this, they still hope that the world can be filled with love, that all small animals can find warm homes, and that their baby can be happy with his father forever.
The only thing I forgot to do was wish myself well.
Such are the gentle and lovely souls of these women.
The cub thought to himself, he also really wanted happiness to fall into the hands of everyone who liked him.
When Zai looked up, he realized there was a wet patch on his clothes. But when he looked up, Si Qiannan was indifferent and aloof, as if his confession had been spoken by someone possessed.
But the little one knew that those were his father's true feelings.
Because they swore an oath before the Cat God.
Seeing that Si Qiannan was a little embarrassed, the cub snuggled into Shi Qianxi's arms and leaned on its father's shoulder.
As Shi Qianxi cradled the tiny, soft body of the cub, he couldn't help but think about what would happen to his child after he grew up.
He knew what kind of temperament the cub had, and he also knew how soft-hearted the cub was, so he dared not do anything else to take the cub away.
The cub had already sacrificed himself for him once, willingly offering his entire soul to Shi Qianxi as nourishment. Shi Qianxi could no longer make any demands on the cub.
All he could hope for was his child's happiness.
Seeing so many people like and love Zai Zai, Shi Qianxi finally felt a sense of pride and relief, in addition to jealousy.
These are emotions that Shi Qianxi's unjustly deceased body could not generate; they are a gift that Qianyuan left to his body.
Shi Qianxi gradually came to understand the meaning behind Qianyuan's desperate protection.
They risked their lives to protect their families, their loved ones, and the world.
Even if we can't make it better, as long as we're alive, there's always the possibility of meeting again.
Shi Qianxi gently stroked the cub's back and couldn't help but hum a lullaby to it.
The cub is sleeping peacefully.
However, other audience members and people present suffered very serious psychological attacks.
They finally emerged from their grief, but could express nothing but silence.
The screen was filled with a barrage of ellipses.
The staff member nudged Si Qiannan and asked suspiciously:
"Mr. Si, aren't you going up to check on him? Is the little one not asleep, but rather knocked out by the awful music?"
Si Qiannan:......
Si Qiannan only managed to get six points, but he wasn't speechless; rather, he felt a little guilty.
He knew, of course, that the cub was just asleep, because he often sang lullabies to the cub.
So he slowly approached Shi Qianxi and patted her shoulder with a sense of shared misery:
"What a coincidence, you sing terribly too?"
Shi Qianxi: ...
At this point, the staff couldn't help but wonder, "Is it because he became a parent of a cub that his singing has become so bad?"
Is this some kind of curse?
The family's tendency to be tone-deaf is quite obvious.
Whether the baby sings well or not is unknown, but he can clearly remain calm in the face of the jarring singing and ignore the parts where his father sings off-key, automatically extracting the love and affection his father shows for him in the singing.
Then she fell asleep on her back in her father's warm embrace.
The production team also took some unusual photos of the baby sleeping soundly to his father's singing, and the audience marveled at it for a while before moving on to the next segment.
The zoo visit is now complete, and next up is a simplified version of Werewolf.
They will play various animals with different personalities, living in a villa for two days and three nights according to rules similar to Werewolf. The bad animals will eliminate their opponents, while the good animals will survive.
The card the cub drew was quite fitting for him; it featured a picture of a cat smiling with its eyes squinted, but the words on it weren't exactly pleasant.
Evil Little Tabby (Bad Animal Faction): Please eliminate all enemy members with your allies within two days and three nights.
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