For a long period, no one spoke in the room.
Time, like a graceful dancer, lightly leapt over.
It wasn't until McDull reached out his chubby hand to gently touch George's forehead, helping to smooth out the furrowed brows.
In that moment, something beautiful was blossoming.
Suddenly, McDull touched his own neck and froze.
Song Zhen asked softly, "What's wrong?"
McDull spoke in annoyance, "Back when I was in Italy, I had a little gold medallion. Uncle Cassie gave it to me when I was one year old. It has the Holy Mother's image on it. Uncle Cassie said, wearing it, the Lord would bless me."
He lowered his head with a look of displeasure, "When I came back to China, I thought I'd go back soon, so I left the little gold medallion in Italy."
Song Zhen pondered, "So, you want to give your own amulet as a gift to George?"
McDull nodded, naively believing, "Because I've had an amulet since I was young, I've always lived happily. But George doesn't have an amulet, so he's always unlucky. If I give the amulet to him, then he won't be so unlucky anymore."
Song Zhen gently touched McDull's little head and asked tenderly, "Then if you don't have your amulet, aren't you afraid?"
McDull: "I'm not afraid! I have Mommy, Daddy, and Big Brother! I'm the youngest; I'm the family favorite; I'm not scared!"
"Hehehe~" Song Zhen chuckled softly, "McDull will always be the family favorite, no doubt about it!"
Song Zhen carried McDull upstairs and returned him to his room.
Gu Xinzhou was still sound asleep. By the looks of it, she really had been exhausted.
Song Zhen kissed Gu Xinzhou's lips, as well as McDull's little face, "Good night, Daddy's going to stay with George. You sleep well."
McDull pouted, unhappy, "Daddy's biased! Daddy clearly kissed Mommy's mouth; why can't he kiss McDull's mouth?"
Song Zhen: "..."
Feeling wronged, McDull glared at Song Zhen, then shut his eyes, but puckered his lips high in the air.
Song Zhen, with a mix of laughter and helplessness, quickly pecked McDull on the lips.
McDull curled his lips into a satisfied smile.
Song Zhen said gently, "Adults' mouths have germs; they shouldn't kiss children's mouths, so this is not to become a habit, understand?"
McDull nodded, "Then in the future, you also don't kiss Mommy's mouth!"
Song Zhen: "..."
All of a sudden, McDull covered his little face with both hands, giggling mischievously.
It was unclear what amusing thought had struck the young one, able to amuse himself to this extent.
Song Zhen sighed helplessly, tucked the mother and son in properly, and slowly stepped out.
Morning.
When Gu Xinzhou woke up, she couldn't wake McDull up no matter what she tried.
She lifted McDull's little arm helplessly, "You're really not going to school? Don't you want to see Little Xiahua? McDull, McDull?"
McDull was sleeping soundly.
Gu Xinzhou said speechlessly, "You went to bed even earlier than me last night, you little pig! Don't tell me you sneaked out to play the thief last night while I slept?"
Complaining, she went to the bathroom to wash up and then rushed downstairs to make porridge for George.
When breakfast was ready, she meant to call Song Zhen to eat because he had said just yesterday morning that he must be called for meals.
Shen Shiqing emerged from George's room and whispered, "Mr. Song hasn't woken up yet."
Gu Xinzhou speechless again, "That guy, same as McDull, playing the thief last night?"
Shen Shiqing shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know."
At the door, Qi Lei arrived with Little Xiahua to visit, "Madam, I've come to take the Young Master to nursery school."