The cots are all the same, simple white models with hanging, pink, blue and different coloured wind chimes.
The two children, at this moment, are constantly looking at the couple.
The pure look in their eyes seems to melt everything.
The moment she saw them, Jocelyn felt her heavy heart which seemed to have relaxed a lot all of a sudden.
These two children are her medicine.
No matter how painful it is, it seems that the sight of them makes it that much better.
The moment their eyes met, both children smiled brightly towards her.
That smile, too, instantly melted her heart.
She thought to herself that the children were so lovely and she really needed to be there for them as they grew up.
From today onwards, she's really going to try to sort out all her grief, get fit and take care of her bodies.
Only then will she have the strength to ride out the storm even more.
Only then will it be possible, in good health, to be with them for a long, long time.
Taking a deep breath, Jocelyn picked up Lawrence, his body was very soft.
She was very rusty and seemed careful because she rarely held children.
She really didn't dare to move around much for fear that she might break his bones.
The child in her arms is like the ultimate fragile treasure that must be cared for.
Seeing this, Noah immediately and carefully held Lawrence's head in his hands, helping Jocelyn to switch to a comfortable way of holding him.
After holding him steady, Jocelyn then carefully placed her forehead against Lawrence's forehead.
The next moment, the little one naturally put her soft little hands on Jocelyn's face.
He cupped Jocelyn's face in his hands with the utmost tenderness.
The delicate warmth of the little hand once again made Jocelyn feel warm and fuzzy inside.
At this moment, she wished it could be an eternity.
Once upon a time she knew that children could bring a family, a strong sense of well-being.
It can make a mother stronger and more gentle.
However, she did not expect it to be exaggerated to such an extent.
People who are not mothers will never be able to understand what she is feeling at the moment.
Lawrence's body was faintly scented with the scent of milk.
The smell, which swirled around the tip of her nose, made her feel good.
"Our Lawrence is really too cute." Jocelyn couldn't help but praise.
Even the eyes have become much softer.
The look in his eyes seemed to melt all the coldness in the world.
As if he understood, Lawrence smiled even wider, his little mouth opening and closing, making babbling noises.
Jocelyn, as well as the people around her, all couldn't help but laugh.
It was at this time that Madeline, who had been left out in the cold, wailed as if she was angry.
Her snow-white face was red from crying.
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