After they left the vessel, the seals followed along for a while.
"It's wonderful that the little seal was born smoothly, and its mother will protect it always," Wen Xian murmured, gazing at the scene.
Fortunately, they had successfully rescued the seal mother; otherwise, who knows how long she could have endured the pain.
Standing on the boat, she couldn't help but lean into Lu Xiao's embrace.
Lu Xiao wrapped his arms around her shoulders, his voice low and gentle, "Maternal love is great, whether in humans or these marine creatures."
As he spoke, he went on to tell Wen Xian a story about an orca mother.
An orca calf had passed away just half an hour after birth. Its mother, carrying its dead body, led her pod in despair and solitude, swimming undeterred toward the depths of the Pacific Ocean. She didn't give up for seventeen long days.
