It's really strange sometimes; there seems to be an indescribable connection between blood relatives.
Once the baby was in his arms, close to him, it gradually ceased crying and quieted down.
The other one in Li Hui's arms was still crying out loud, like a little puppy.
Seeing this, Li Hui immediately walked over and handed the child in her arms to Di Mingchen, choking up as she said, "Mingchen, there's another one here. Look, this one looks so much like Xiaoran, with beautiful single eyelids like hers."
Hearing this, Di Mingchen's tears instantly burst out, falling heavily on the face of the child in his arms.
He looked up, his eyes filled with a deep red, staring intently at the child in Li Hui's arms.
That look pained his heart even more.
Indeed, this child was especially like Nangong Ran, with single eyelids, but big eyes, a little nose, and a small mouth, giving a playful and lively impression, really familiar.
"Do you want to hold it?" Li Hui asked again.
