C65 You Have to be Good

My heart is so soft that it's a mess, and this child is so sensible and obedient that I can't help but want to dote on him.

Moo Yifann and I are sitting on the chair outside the hospital. He seems to have something to say, but it is not easy for him to say it, so he lowers his head and hesitates.

I tilted my head and looked at him. "Senior?"

He turned his head and looked at me