She was a very beautiful girl.
Her eyes were as blue as the sea.
She had thick black hair. She was nothing like a human child. It had only been two hours, but she had already become beautiful. Her big eyes were focused on him.
An Lie couldn't help but look gentle. He reached out to touch her, but he was afraid of hurting the child. In the end, he only gently stroked her soft black hair and said gently, "Little girl, I'm your uncle, your only uncle."
When An Xiaoou was safe, he began to have kinship with this child. Looking at her little face, his heart softened. He seemed to have returned to when he was young. He was a few years older than An Xiaoou. When An Xiaoou was born, he began to remember.
This child overlapped with his sister in his memory.
An Cheng was also watching from the side. His expression softened as well. He smiled and said, "Little girl, I'm your grandfather."
They looked at the baby girl and their hearts softened.
