The little pink bundle, now over a year old, was very clever.
She had a clear perception of many things, but she wasn't quite sure how to express herself yet. Nevertheless, with simple greetings and expressions, she was doing much better than the average child.
Little Bobby lowered his head to look at the little pink bundle in his arms, capturing her watery black eyes that seemed to speak. It was as if something had suddenly crashed into his heart, causing it to throb suddenly.
A glint of tender affection, as gentle as water, flashed across his deep blue eyes.
He suddenly felt that even giving up his life for her seemed insufficient.
How could he bear to let go of such a darling child? How could he let her go?
She would definitely be his! Definitely!
Little Bobby kissed her face, "Brother is fine, let's go, let's go downstairs and play!"
The little pink bundle clapped her hands and said sweetly, "Okay! Okay!"