╔═══ Author's note ════╗
Edited by Psycho S.
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As soon as they got out of the car, Ying Xiong refused to let go of Xuan Mu, clutching onto his pants, refusing to move, showing signs of separation anxiety.
Ying Xiong emotions had heightened as he looked up at the tall trees and the blue sky. Were they going to leave him in this scary forest? The disrupted schedule and unfamiliar routine could make even the most relaxed toddler feel some tension, "Daddy."
Xuan Mu picked up the boy and switched his gaze towards the children climbing up the rope pyramid, preventing another accident from happening, "Shh, I'm here," he pecked the trembling boy's forehead.
Sitting on the swing, Bing Shi observed Ying Xiong's behaviour. Was he afraid of the children's playground? It seemed like Ying Xiong wanted to cry, but at the same time, it looked like he was afraid to cry; he wanted to play, but was afraid to do so, "Let me hold him."
