"Zhaoyue! Come quickly, our son just walked!"
A man's voice echoed through the courtyard as a tiny boy stumbled forward on shaky legs, arms waving wildly before crashing straight into his chest.
——
"Zhaoyue! Look at her, she's exactly like you."
Under a peach blossom tree, the man held a baby girl wrapped carefully in his arms.
The infant blinked sleepily with a beautiful crimson eyes.
Tiny fingers gripping his sleeve tightly.
He stared at the child for a long moment before suddenly sighing.
"It's over."
"What is?"
"She's really just like you."
"You wanna die?"
——
"Zhaoyue! Hurry and look at this."
The man sounded far too excited for someone his age as he pulled his wife into the room.
Inside, their firstborn was crouched beside his younger sister, his movements clumsy.
Slow, yet careful.
"There," he declared proudly. "Now nobody can bully you."
The little girl lowered her head to look at the bell on her wrist before immediately wrapping her arms around his.
