Su Mo pondered for a moment before saying, "How about Su Chuan? It symbolizes that this child's life will be like a great river—flowing without end and surging ever forward. What do you think?"
"Su Chuan..." Ah Yin softly repeated the name, then smiled and nodded. "It sounds pretty good. Let's settle on that, then."
Ah Yin then lowered her head, her eyes full of tenderness as she looked at the Su Chuan in her arms. "Little Chuan, I'm your mother."
Unexpectedly, Su Chuan seemed to understand her words. He opened his tiny mouth and let out a burst of babyish laughter.
Su Mo's earlier guess had indeed been correct. This Su Chuan truly was Tang San of Bashu, reborn after jumping off a cliff.
At that moment, Su Chuan looked at the parents before him and listened as they gave him a name, his heart overflowing with excitement.
Although he was no longer called Tang San, and although he did not know where he was or why he had retained the memories of his previous life—
None of that mattered.
A name was merely a label. The family before him was what he should cherish most.
In his previous life, he had been a helpless orphan with no one to rely on. Yet in this life, he finally had a father, a mother, and a true family.
At that moment, little Su Chuan secretly made a vow in his heart.
In this life, he would properly honor his parents and give everything he had to protect this hard-won familial love.
If anyone dared to destroy his happy life, he would make them understand exactly what it meant to seek death.
Meanwhile, Su Mo had been secretly watching Su Chuan's changes in expression.
The faint abnormality in Su Chuan's eyes