"%*@!$@#"
"&^*#@$"
"#$^^@!#*"
Yellow heard the strange conversation around him. He didn't get what they were saying but he guessed that they must be happy since they all have wide smiles while looking at him.
'I'm alive?'
'Have I been in a coma that's why they are so happy that I woke up?'
Then, like a sudden snap in his thoughts, he remembered that unfortunate night.
'That girl… is she dead? She was shot in the left chest… But maybe… with God's miracle… since the bullet passed through me, she might be alive.'
'I hope… she's alive too.'
Without noticing it, he started crying. The guilt and desperation of that night after being shot and not being able to save the girl crashed on him.
"%&#@#%" ("He's crying!")
"!!!!!!%%$%$%%" ("Pass it to me, bastard! You're making my son cry with your face!")
"!!!!????>>>>…###" ("Ungrateful little girl! I'm your father! How could you say that in front of my grandson!? … I'm handsome though… slightly")
The crying got louder.
"!!!!!!!!!" ("Hurry! He needs milk!")
"***…" ("Here…") The old man reluctantly let go of the little baby from his embrace.
Yellow felt he is moving places without standing up. His emotions got abated a little.
Then after, he noticed a beautiful woman with bright emerald eyes and brown bob hair looking at him from above.
The woman looked at him with tenderness in her eyes. She slowly put him in her embrace.
"&&&&~~~~" ("Don't cry now~ Here's milk. Don't be shy~")
The woman then gently placed his mouth on her chest to breastfeed him.
Yellow got shocked after seeing this scene. He tried pushing, but his little baby arms can't resist an adult's caress. Then suddenly, a liquid entered his mouth. It tastes similar to the 'milky sea' he had been in after escaping the sea of darkness. And slowly, he felt relaxed. His emotions got a little lighter, and he fell asleep after some time