"What if you fall?"
"Anyway, my body heals quickly," An Youyou retorted.
"But it still hurts, doesn't it?"
"..." An Youyou was suddenly at a loss for words.
At this moment, Lin Zichan watched their interaction, his fingers subconsciously tightening.
I can heal myself, but I can still feel the pain...
Lin Zichan's eyes flickered slightly, still focused on them.
"Be careful in the future," Xiao Luming cautioned again.
"Alright, I know," An Youyou pouted, "Brother is obviously the same age as me, yet he's just like Father."
Xiao Luming had yet to speak.
An Youyou suddenly spoke excitedly, "Just like the old Father, but different from the current Father. Brother, have I not lived with Father for too long? Why does it feel like Father has changed so much upon returning this time?"
