Qianli can't sing at all.
But the boy's eyes were so bright, gazing at him expectantly in the darkness, like watching over a star.
Qianli could only ask, "What are you singing?"
The cub held Qianli's hand: "My darling, here's something sweet for you..."
Qianli then sang along with Qianyuan.
As she sang, Qian Yuan almost fell asleep, but Qian Li suddenly stopped and reached out to hug her tightly.
"baby……"
"My baby..."
Suddenly, Qianli was struck by a wave of sadness brought on by the song, and memories flooded his mind like a tide.
He burst into tears.
"Don't go, don't leave..."
"Daddy loves baby."
"I hope my baby lives a long and healthy life, free from illness and disaster..."
As Qianli retraced his original memories, word by word, what gave him a soul? What granted him a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world?
Qianli finally understood.
This child, this little life, is the most important and precious treasure in his life.
His child has come back to find his father.
"Daddy, don't cry... Waaaaah..."
Seeing his father crying, the little boy quickly grabbed his pajamas to wipe his tears, trying to comfort him as he did so. But before he could wipe them for long, the little boy ended up crying himself.
Finally...
They finally managed to return to their family...
Qianli hugged the child tightly.
Without offspring, he would not have become what is called a human.
They were wiping each other's tears, licking each other's wounds, and carefully cherishing this hard-won reunion.
"How could I not have recognized the baby at first?" Qianli was still feeling scared when he thought about it. What if he had been too indifferent and hurt the cub?
But the little one didn't find it strange at all.
He patted his father, just like his father patted his back: "Dad will definitely recognize me. Because Dad loves me so much."
"Dad dreams of waiting for me."
Qianli approached the cub, and from his lying position, the cub's cheeks looked like plump, perfectly shaped peaches. He couldn't resist and pressed his face against the cub's, like a cat overjoyed to reunite with its feline overlord.
Qianyuan has gotten used to it.
This is the monster dad who loves him to the point of going against his own nature.
To be honest, the little ones are very curious about how their dad can kiss them so many times in one go, making a lot of "bubbling" sounds.
It was as if his face had been sucked up.
The father, who had been indulging in his child's addiction, finally had enough. He silently held his child, and perhaps because he only had two hands, he held Qianyuan tightly, feeling very insecure, to make sure his child wouldn't run away again.
Will you go back to sleep?
The cub said, "I won't sleep anymore... I'll stay with Daddy and won't sleep anymore..."
With practiced ease, Qianli picked up the child, his hand almost covering the child's entire back. The father held him like a baby, his long, loose hair hanging down, his androgynous handsome face revealing him as both father and mother.
He is family, friends, and teachers; he plays an important role in the young child's life.
They are family members who understand each other without blood ties.
Qianli held the baby in her arms, just like a mother nursing her child, wanting to use her own life as nourishment to give the child more.
Health, vitality, everything... He was willing to give everything for the cub, just for that wish he had prayed for countless times.
My father always raised him from within his flesh and blood.
“I should continue to pray for you…” Dad said. “I will resume practicing silence, or go to the holy temple to worship. I want to wash away all the karmic entanglements on you, so that you will not suffer any pain in the cycle of reincarnation.”
"No." The cub shook its head. "I will stay with Daddy, in this life, the next life, and the life after that, we will be together."
"I don't need to go to the temple, Dad will come with me."
"The system likes the baby, so everything will be fine. The baby is a healthy baby, a good baby, a victorious baby."
"Dad, don't be mute either."
As the cub spoke, its chubby little fingers were already reaching for Qianli's mouth, as if it wanted to see if Qianli's throat was better.
Qianli doesn't mind the children treating him like a giant toy, but the little ones' attempts to communicate with him are also quite difficult for him.
In the end, the father could only take the cub into the Buddhist hall. In front of the Buddha statue, the father picked up the family genealogy and wrote Qianyuan's name on it. Then he put the genealogy down and silently prayed.
As always, whether it was a lofty Buddha statue or a believer praying on a prayer mat, the little guy snuggled into his arms without discrimination, treating him as a warm home.
Bodhisattvas have a gentle and tolerant heart towards children or small lives.
When Qianli came out carrying the child, her assistant noticed that Qianli's demeanor had changed.
Mr. Qian, who was originally at a loss when it came to taking care of the child, seemed to have suddenly become incredibly skilled after a good night's sleep. He took care of the child with great ease, leaving the newly hired nannies and assistants with no opportunity to use their skills.
For some reason, Qianli seemed a little flustered despite her skillful demeanor.
You might say he's familiar with it, and he is, but when he moves, his hands are always in a hurry.
The assistant knew that the cub was a high-needs child who required a lot of care and attention.
But he didn't know that, in her original form, he could have taken good care of such a child.
But now that I'm missing a few hands, it really affects my performance.
Qianli held the baby in her arms and wiped his face with baby cream.
The baby penguin disliked the feeling of being rubbed on his face with a wet cloth. His face scrunched up like a bun, and he kept trying to escape. As a result, he was sandwiched between his father's legs and became a penguin baby hiding under his father's legs, constantly shrinking inward.
The little boy squinted his eyes and made a slightly coquettish sound. Before the handkerchief was even on his face, he started whimpering in discomfort. This pitiful act finally earned him a consolation prize from his father: a cheese stick.
Once there's food, the cubs are much easier to manage.
Watching Mr. Qian soothe the child with such skill, the assistant couldn't help but wonder if Mr. Qian had been possessed.
But when he turned to Mr. Qian to handle family affairs, Qian Li became as tight-lipped as ever.
It would be quite an achievement to even spare him a glance.
The assistant silently shed tears behind her back: It wasn't that Mr. Qian had changed, but rather that Mr. Qian was being hypocritical.
The baby raised his hand and touched his fragrant little face, then smelled his fragrant little hands. Because his father had a habit of applying the leftover baby cream to the baby's hands, and the fruity scent of the baby cream made the baby's mouth water, he felt like he wanted to eat some fruit.
The child thought for a moment and then bit his own arm.
He bit himself until it hurt, and then whimpered and looked for his father to comfort him.
"Daddy... why isn't my baby... orange flavored, sob sob..."
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