The girl: ...
She tilted her head, not quite understanding Chen Father and Chen Mother's reactions.
She understood their words even less.
"Call a doctor?"
Her speech slowed with her confusion, tinged with hesitation. "Why?"
"I'm not feeling unwell."
Chen Father and Chen Mother stared at the girl's strange posture. They opened their mouths, but for a moment, neither knew what to say.
"And what do you mean, in my arms—"
The girl didn't finish her sentence.
She instinctively tightened her arms and took a step back. "Dad, Mom, you can't give Huan Huan away."
"Huan Huan is mine."
"I'm all grown up. I can take care of myself."
"Huan Huan won't hurt me."
Chen Father and Chen Mother froze. For some reason, Chen Xi's words felt strangely familiar.
Then they realized: weren't those the very words they had once said to Chen Xi?
They hadn't expected the girl to still remember.
But it also showed that, even if she didn't hold a grudge over what had happened, she still had some lingering hurt inside.
"Huan Huan is a lot like Chuck."
The girl's expression was warm and joyful.
Chuck?
Chen Father and Chen Mother froze again. Then they remembered that Chuck was the name of the little black cat they'd had before.
Their daughter had put a lot of thought into naming that little black cat.
Its full name was Dark Chocolate, and its nickname was Chuck.
Chen Father and Chen Mother had never really understood why a cat needed a full name and a nickname.
And what did the two names have to do with each other?
But they hadn't cared. As long as their daughter was happy, that was all that mattered.
But now, hearing Chuck's name again, Chen Father and Chen Mother