Sheng Ping's arrival seemed to mend many regrets, bit by bit. Perhaps all of Ding Fengchun's past sorrows could now be given a new beginning.
Everyone watched the Iron-eating Beast's performance in silence. Like a sage, it laid out all the possibilities, allowing Sheng Ping to run freely toward his own future. There were no demands, only support and blessings.
Even if Sheng Ping couldn't understand much of it, he knew one thing: everyone loved him…
This intense love left Sheng Ping unsure of how to reciprocate. He couldn't articulate many things, didn't know how to express himself. All he could do was stand there in a daze, looking at each person and etching their faces deep into his memory.
The others said nothing more, simply watching him with smiles on their faces, giving the child plenty of space to grow.
