I don't know if it's because I've spent more time with Ryan and Iris recently, but I no longer feel the same dislike towards noisy children. Instead, I sometimes find them quite adorable.
Like Ryan, being mischievously clever, makes you both love and hate him. Like Iris, calling me Uncle Floyd and acting cute to get gifts, makes me feel it's all so wonderful.
Actually, children are much more lovable than I imagined.
The two regrets in my heart, those two children, will always be a lifelong pain for me.
If the children were still around, I would cherish them greatly, give them the best, and let them grow up happily. But in the end, there's no chance. Those two children, like her, can't return...
When Jose Floyd was lost in thought, Regina had already asked the boss for two milk ice creams. She turned around and smiled sweetly at the distracted Jose Floyd, and called out, "Uncle."
