In the simple kitchen, Alice's father sat at the dining table pensively.
"Alice and Mister Zhen..." Alice's father sighed then placed his elbows on the table and pressed his face into his palms. "Is this a fate? Is this for the best?"
A baby girl walked over and immediately hugged the legs of the distraught old man.
A baby girl with blonde hair and green eyes, just like Alice. That cute innocent face managed to capture the attention and relieve Alice's father's anxiety.
"Do you want to play?" Alice's father lifted the baby with both hands.
The baby laughed while holding a long white mustache that was like a piece of silk cloth.
A slight smile was etched on the old man's face as the baby played with his white beard.
"Honey, are you okay?" The soft voice came from the mouth of a woman in her forties.
