Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,"Father, I am your son…" A sigh escaped his lips, softly echoing in the air. It was unclear whether it was a reminder of the bond between him and Gu Wu, or if it was a lament for himself.,Gu Nuan Nuan, however, smiled. Since she was young, she had a discerning heart, but her mother had sheltered her well, and she never wanted to overthink things. However, as long as she gave her head a slight turn and combined what happened with what she knew, there was nothing she couldn't understand。