Feng Huaijin: "…I can't guarantee that."
The thought of Su Li being pregnant and the newborn baby having the memory of a six or seven-year-old child seemed strange, and… it was simply impossible.
If Tuanzi really became the baby in Su Li's belly, he'd be a brand new infant upon birth, perhaps no longer remembering the moments shared as a family of three, or recalling tonight's firefly-lit night.
No matter whether Su Li's future child would be Tuanzi, it felt somewhat unusual.
Feng Huaijin had these thoughts lingering, a complex feeling within his heart.
Tuanzi, on the other hand, contentedly closed his eyes and leaned against Su Li falling asleep.
Su Li, amid a hazy drowsiness, was suddenly gently awakened.
Su Li rubbed her eyes lightly, muttering a sound: "What is it?!"
"He fell asleep like a little piglet."
Su Li turned over, instinctively pulled the quilt over, muttered vaguely: "I... I fell asleep too…"
