"Alright, daddy will be waiting," Gu Junzhu chuckles, caressing his cheek, giving him a kiss, "Be good, go to sleep."
Xiao Shumiao grunts in response, his cheek rubbing affectionately against Junzhu's palm before closing his eyes.
He lies a good distance away from Ye Xingbei, but his face is turned towards her. That way, as soon as he opens his eyes, he can see his mother.
Gu Junzhu watches his curled up, tiny body for a moment, reaches for a blanket and gently covers him.
He plants a kiss on Xiao Shumiao's forehead, and then another on Ye Xingbei's. His eyes linger on the mother and son.
Before he knows it, they have been together for over a hundred days and nights.
Life, which had once been tedious, has become fulfilling with them in it.
Every day he wakes up happy and satisfied.
Every morning, he opens his eyes to a vibrant, hopeful new day.
People need something to hold onto in life.
