The joy of rebirth and reuniting with Lu Xiaoyou made the white hamster excitedly nuzzle into Lu Xiaoyou's palm.
It rubbed and rubbed, suddenly lifted its head, and sniffed Lu Xiaoyou.
"Eh? Was it just my illusion before?"
The white hamster crawled along Lu Xiaoyou's fingers, wanting to go to her waist and belly, sniffing repeatedly.
"Miemie, what's wrong?" Lu Xiaoyou asked it.
"Xiaoyou." Chu Huang spoke up, the researchers behind her had been observing Lu Xiaoyou for a while.
Lu Xiaoyou lifted her head, her gaze meeting Chu Huang's.
The scene of the mother and daughter meeting lacked tears of joy, overwhelming happiness, nor hate, resentment; neither was anyone overly emotional.
Both of them looked at each other calmly, inquisitively, with a hint of a false gaze.
When strong individuals meet, they probe each other, instinctively putting on a disguise, a protective color.
