They had no idea, and the man knew even less.
The man shook his head.
The woman furrowed her brows.
"This is the first time she's cried over something so inexplicable..."
"She just said..."
The man thought of what the child had said.
"That Little Bear Doll isn't hers?"
The man's words came out a little awkwardly.
But the woman understood him perfectly.
"How could that be?"
The woman instinctively shook her head.
What nonsense was the child talking about?
"Didn't Bao Bao lose her teddy bear once before?"
The man remembered the woman telling him about it a few days ago.
"Mm."
The woman paused, slightly taken aback.
Then she nodded.
She'd told the child's father about it as a funny little story from their child's life.
After all, it had turned out well.
She hadn't expected the child to actually find her Little Bear Doll again.
"Could it be that time..."
The man trailed off.
Truthfully, he also wondered if he was overthinking things...
"How could that be?"
The woman instinctively shook her head again.
She even repeated the exact same words.
"That's Bao Bao's teddy bear."
"Otherwise, would she have been so happy that day when she found it?"
"It's not as if she can't recognize her own teddy bear."
"That child even has to sleep with it."
"And it's been several days already..."
"If it weren't hers, she would've said so earlier."
"Why bring it up now?"
"Isn't that strange?"
The woman's reasoning made sense, and the man fell silent.
Then...
What exactly had the child meant by what she'd said?
"Forget it."
The woman reached up and gently tapped her head.
"Don't think about it."
"Maybe when she wakes up tomorrow, she'll have forgotten what she did