His cool fingers lightly touched her cheek, and with a touch, he sprang back as if electrified. So soft, he couldn't believe how there could be something so tender in this world.
She was completely different from everything in his world.
Thinking of her slightly adorable expression just now, he couldn't help but laugh, and hearing his own laughter, Lu Chen was startled by himself.
He could actually laugh?
To know that he had lived fifteen years, never once laughing, always believing himself incapable of doing so.
"Mommy, Daddy..." Baobei softly mumbled, her voice as soft as a little lamb.
"What's your name?" Lu Chen was eager to know the name of the little one he unexpectedly met here; he imagined her name must be as cute as she was.
Baobei, naturally unable to hear him, continued to sleep with closed eyes.
Lu Chen sighed softly, hesitating whether to make a fire. Lighting a fire might attract those hunting him, but if he didn't, would this little one catch cold?
