"Oh my god, are you my Little Dumpling?? Am I really not dreaming?? I can open my eyes and see you! And see you so cute, and hear you call me mom!" I grabbed Dumpling's little hand in surprise, wrapping it in my palm, "Quick, bite me."
Little Dumpling suddenly gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I was stunned, a brilliant firework exploded in my heart.
Just this loving peck made me feel like I wouldn't trade it for the finest thing in the world.
"Dumpling, I really love you to bits. How did your looks soar overnight? I can barely recognize you," I exclaimed in excitement, hugging Dumpling and showering him with kisses.
Dumpling's finger landed on my forehead, and suddenly a childish voice sounded in my mind, "Dumpling doesn't know either~"
What in the world is this?
Could it be that Dumpling can't speak, but... he mastered the skill of telepathy with his mom?
It's actually possible, when he was in my belly.
We could communicate through telepathy, so there's no reason we can't now.
