The house was so quiet late at night that there was not a sound.
In the dark baby room, the ornaments hanging from the ceiling were spinning quietly, and the shadows projected on the wall followed the moonlight.
Xiaozhi turned over his limp body and lay on the bed.
The innocent black eyes first looked at the man who had fainted beside him, and then his gaze shifted to Shuichi on the other side.
Xiuyi climbed up from Riley Gu's arms, with a darkness and dead silence in his eyes that did not belong to a child.
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