Qianyuan remained silent for a while.
Unable to face his father's questioning, he could only look at Osiris pitifully with tears in his eyes.
Is there anything Osiris doesn't understand?
He gritted his teeth, feeling a mix of heartache and jealousy: "You little rascal who's been looking for your dad everywhere, do you really think you can just forget about us like this?"
Now, all Qianyuan can say is, "I'm sorry."
But I really love you all, Dad.
Although Qian Yuan didn't say anything, his inner thoughts were heard by everyone.
Everyone else was taken aback.
Subconsciously, he looked at Qianyuan with wary and worried eyes.
But Qianyuan was perfectly fine, still lively and energetic. It was just that the kings present suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
A voice awakened them.
It turns out that this is not the original world they lived in, but a new world that Qianyuan created for them by using all her strength to open up the ending.
And it was this voice that allowed them to hear Qianyuan's innermost thoughts.
This guy who calls himself "the system" wants to make the fathers understand what Qianyuan is really thinking.
Although he didn't know who had come up with this brilliant idea, Emperor Chongle guessed that it was the strangely dressed system he had met once before.
Speaking of which, the system that has always been by Qian Yuan's side must have received a lot of favors from Qian Yuan.
It concerns how to conduct oneself and how to handle emotions.
All the emotions this little guy gives to those around him are precious.
The kings exchanged glances and chose to remain silent, not intending to tell Qian Yuan that her true feelings had been revealed, but instead choosing to listen quietly.
Because of Qianyuan's personality, he would definitely only report good news and not bad news. Perhaps they will never experience the thrilling journey Qianyuan has gone through.
Why is everyone so quiet? Why are they staring at me? Did they create a group chat without inviting me?
Qianyuan is already a big cub, and his mind is much more active than when he was a cub. Moreover, because no one has been around to talk to him for a long time, Qianyuan's inner thoughts are more lively than he appears on the surface.
"...Don't look at me! If you keep looking, I'll shrink!"
Only then did the fathers tacitly look away.
Qianyuan came to Osiris's side, leaned in, and gently rubbed her face against Osiris's scales, obediently trying to please him: "Daddy, don't be angry with me, the greatest ancestor of mermaids, you are the best, the most forgiving."
But in reality, when Qianyuan looked at Osiris's deep, beautiful face and magnificent black scales, she thought:
Although my fathers love me very much, I still want to live the way I was before. But my fathers are so capable; if they saw me as I was before—sickly, listless, and not good at all, just a human being about to die—they would probably be disappointed.
[I'll beg the system to find a way to distribute my power among several babies, so the fathers can take their favorite babies with them. They can continue living together.]
It's okay if I continue to lie in this hospital bed...
That's enough. I've seen so many beautiful landscapes, experienced so many different lives, and received so much love from my father. There's no one in the world happier than me...
God, I have no regrets. I only wish for my father and the others to be happy. I beg you...
In an instant, everyone was drawn into Qianyuan's emotions, arriving at the starting point of her memories.
Qianyuan's personality and thoughts had already been shaped and finalized in the original world.
What kind of suffering did he go through to develop such a clear and insightful mind?
Along with his monster father and brother, who were far away on the other side, and Zhou Jinze, they all stopped and, together with Qianyuan, fell into his earliest memories.
...
"Dad, Mom..."
Little Qianyuan had dry, yellow hair, and his face showed signs of malnutrition. He was so thin and small that the clothes he wore were a size too big, revealing the empty sleeves and a section of his thin, delicate arm.
"Mother……"
Three-year-old Qianyuan came to a woman's side, but the woman ignored him.
"Mommy, hug me..."
The little girl saw other children being held in their parents' arms, so Qianyuan wanted to be held too.
As Qian Yuan staggered closer with his arms outstretched, the woman shoved him to the ground.
"Why are you bothering me?! We're broke! Broke! Nobody can cure you, you monster! Why are you a monster? Why are you sick?! I carried you for ten months, going through all that hardship, hoping to give birth to a healthy, chubby boy, but instead I gave birth to you, this jinx???"
The cub stared blankly at its mother's ugly face exposed to its eyes, but the cub was too young to understand what it meant.
He could only stare blankly as the woman vented all her emotions on him before storming out the door.
In the dimly lit room, only sharp, incessant arguing and insults could be heard, and a sense of despair permeated every corner of the home.
The parents outside the door were arguing again. The little one didn't know what to do, so he went behind the door and silently hugged his only doll, which he had picked up from other people's trash.
Qian Yuan listened silently as foul language continued to brush against his thin body.
The parents only stopped arguing when they were exhausted, but the incompetent father could only control the fragile life of Chien.
So he walked in menacingly, picked up Qianyuan as easily as if he were a kitten, and stuffed him into a black bag.
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