"I don't blame myself entirely," I said as I turned around and found him right behind me. I rushed into his arms, seeking a bit of comfort and security. "The child was really adorable. I feel a bit sad when I think about how he was that day."
"Mom, do you like other kids and not me anymore?"
At that moment, a tender and aggrieved little voice spoke up.
Every time I heard Dumpling speak, it felt incredibly surreal because he was just so very young. "Yu Longting, did Little Dumpling just speak?"
"Yes, he is accusing you of liking other children more than him," Yu Longting's slender fingers glided down my spine, seemingly soothing the slight ache in my heart.
I reached down to touch, feeling through the cloth the significantly swollen belly, "Silly boy, it's because I love Dumpling that I've grown to have a heart for every child."
Dumpling, it's been so long since I heard you speak.
Do you know how happy that makes mom?
