"..." Big Doudou shook his head first on Lu Ming's shoulder, then nodded. He seemed to know a little bit.
"Especially children's sixth sense and seventh sense are much stronger than adults'. You just have stronger perception abilities than normal, so you're able to predict what's going to happen. But it's not 100% accurate every time. You're not really different from other kids, understand?"
"..." Big Doudou understood that his dad was comforting him, but this kind of comfort was enough to satisfy his lonely, childlike heart.
His eyes grew moist.
Indeed, once things were spoken aloud, many things turned out different from what he expected.
He hadn't known that his dad would comfort him like this—it was such a delightful surprise for him.
"You are my son, Lu Ming's son. As long as you grow up healthy, you're better than any other child."
"Dad! You're the person I admire most in my heart!"
The slightly raspy, childish voice came from his ear. Lu Ming chuckled softly.
