He always considered himself an atheist and never believed in destiny. But when he thought he'd lost the child, the only thing he could do was light a long-life lamp to express his longing for her.
"Was Daddy really stupid?"
"Daddy should have looked for you and Mommy earlier, right?"
"If so, you wouldn't have grown up in an orphanage, would you?"
"I almost lost you, almost, my little baby."
As he spoke, he rose to his feet.
Since he had been kneeling for a long time, he staggered when he got up, leaning against the big bed. He gently kissed the little creature's brow, nose, and cheeks, and finally planted a kiss on her soft pink lips, choking up, "Little one, you're really still alive."
"Baby, welcome home."
Once upon a time, there were countless sleepless nights when he would go to Buddha Light Temple, gazing at the long-life lamp to find peace of mind.
Now, embracing this little bundle, he suddenly felt like he had the whole world in his arms.
