’This is how a child should be in front of his Father, in front of someone he trusts, right?’
Showing his most vulnerable and helpless side.
Instead of how he was with them—unwilling to truly communicate, unwilling to open his heart, unwilling to even speak to them.
That was because they themselves hadn’t acted as fathers should.
They were always putting on airs. Just two days ago, out of jealousy and rivalry, they had thrown things and lost their tempers in front of the child, showing him their worst, most irresponsible side.
That was what made him so distant and fearful of them...
Only now did they understand why Shen Yue had been so furious that day.
Because compared to this bear, they were completely unworthy of being the child’s fathers.
And in this moment, they also realized that their child was just a little one who had hatched less than a month ago.
He could be fragile, timid, helpless, and incredibly sensitive.
He needed to be treated with gentleness and care, not just so they could hear him call them "Father."
Hiding in the shadows, Huang Ziyue and the others felt terrible.
But Bai Chaosi felt as if a thousand daggers were piercing his heart.
Each one stabbed at his soul, making his entire body tremble.
’How could I have forgotten? I was once a child who grew up in the mud.’
’Without a female mother or Father by my side, there was no one to stand up for me when I was bullied, no one to have my back when I was misunderstood, and nowhere to cry when I was wronged.’
He had once thought that if he ever had a child of his own...
He would never let him suffer the way he had.
He would do everything in his power to be good to him.
But only now did he realize he had failed.
Watching Liu Bao cry so heartbrokenly, his heart twisted in agony.
’It’s all my fault. I’ve been a terrible Father.’
’But, thankfully... I’m also glad. Liu Bao is luckier than I was. He has such a good female mother...’
He began to reflect, to wonder, ’If I had trusted Shen Yue from the very beginning last night, if I hadn’t stopped her, would Liu Bao have been wronged?’
’Would Shen Yue have been spared the disappointment and pain?’
’But did I really have a choice?’
It seemed he never had a choice.
He opened his mouth, looking at Liu Bao with deep anguish.
"Liu Bao, I’m sorry. Father... It’s Father’s fault..."
"Liu Bao is a good boy, the very best boy..."
"Shut your mouth."
Shen Yue’s voice suddenly cut in, silencing him.
His heart trembled, and he looked up.
He saw Shen Yue walk swiftly out of the tent to Liu Bao and the bear.
Shen Yue’s heart ached as she swept Liu Bao into her arms. Seeing the little one’s eyes swollen from crying, she was overcome with self-reproach.
"Don’t cry, Liu Bao. Your female mother is here."
She had been packing things inside just now and had heard every word the little one said.
She never imagined it. Her Liu Bao had seemed not to understand anything. He had seemed perfectly normal after returning to the tent last night—he didn’t cry or fuss, and he even comforted her.
It was as if he hadn’t been affected at all, as if he wasn’t sad or upset.
She had thought he was just too young, his emotions still developing.
She had even been thankful that he wasn’t so sensitive.
Otherwise, she feared that what happened last night would have surely damaged his most basic yearning for familial affection.

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