The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

After watching for only a short while, Winston would hear the little guy making a rustling sound.

"Pfft—" Opening a bag of potato chips.

"Clatter-clatter—" Popcorn is being shaken.

"Ha~" The kitten's tongue was attacked by cola.

After his mind wanders, the little guy will turn to his dad and ask where the show left off.

Despite his numerous mishaps, Winston is thoroughly enjoying himself.

He even posted a photo on his account, which was quite rare for him.

It's a photo of him watching "The Rescue".

The furry head in his arms was clearly not his own.

After posting the photos, Winston habitually checked the comments.

He discovered that what he considered occasional had become the norm in the eyes of others.

"Winston is showing off his kid again."

"However, Mr. Winston, haven't you noticed that all your content these days is related to your son?"

Winston thought to himself, "Where is it?"

He couldn't help but review his account content again and found that 50% of it was industry news, 30% was family news, and only 20% was about his life as a cub.

Everything Winston posts about the cubs is always made visible only to himself.

He didn't want others to see it, but he was also restrained by his overflowing fatherly love, so he came up with this compromise.

However, it seems to him now that he could post more content related to the little guy.

Winston then returned to the comments section and replied to the post that said he had posted a lot of pictures of little ones:

"not much."

Then, the next message is from his partners and subordinates praising Wu Tu's acting skills.

Because Winston also helped promote the show, now everyone in Winston's company can recite the lines from the show.

Of course, many of them were already fans of the black tusk.

Winston stared at it silently for a while before putting down his phone.

Only a minute later, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Oh right, he forgot to block Richard and the others!

Sure enough, the next second, there was a knock on Winston's door.

Kailan's voice came from outside:

"Sweetie, I want to watch a movie with you too. It's so windy outside, I don't want to sleep alone..."

Winston hardened his fist.

He had genuinely considered that if he weren't now the head of the family, Mr. Winston, he might have been more honest in telling the little guy that all he wanted was to rest with him.

But now, faced with his other children being so shameless, Winston was very impatient, yet he couldn't completely refuse them.

And the little guy would run over to open the door for them, stepping his left foot on top of his right because the floor was cold.

Winston sighed and could only take the little guy's slippers to find someone.

"Put your shoes on, let's go to the screening room."

Winston was always like that; he was an adult, a father, so he always indulged his children.

Kailan and Lilith outside the door cheered, picked up the little guy, and took him away.

Winston packed up the little guy's blanket and water bottle and followed behind.

In the projection room, Richard and the others were all there. Winston sat on one side, the little guy sat in the middle, and Richard and the others squeezed onto the other side.

The little guy felt that he had only been sitting down for a short time when his little spot became smaller and smaller, and more and more crowded. In the end, he could only lie in his brother's and father's arms.

But even a human cushion is more comfortable than a beanbag chair. The little guy wasn't picky; he hugged his toy, leaned against his family, and fell asleep without realizing it.

The little guy was too tired, and this was a moment when he could finally relax.

With family by my side, glory rests on my shoulders.

The black rabbit will grow into a very, very good adult sooner or later, and happiness will naturally fall on his shoulders.

Winston looked at his drooping, delicate eyelashes and gently kissed his forehead.

"Honey, do you feel happier now?"

Wu Tu seemed to hear her father's question, and the corners of her mouth slightly lifted.

……

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself reunited with thirteen-year-old Wu Tu and thirty-seven-year-old Winston in reality.

Winston lay on the bed next to the little one, having left the world of memories before the baby. At that moment, staff were dismantling the instruments and various vital signs that were maintaining his life.

But the black rabbit had already pounced on it.

The little guy suddenly bumped into his father's arms, surprising Winston for a moment.

He rarely saw the little guy so emotional, so it seemed this experience was really effective.

The little guy seemed eager to see him.

Upon seeing her father in real life, she hugged him tightly, confirming the existence of his family.

I've confirmed that all of this is real.

Winston gently stroked the black rabbit's head:

"Sweetie, Daddy's here."

The little guy rubbed his face against his father's clothes before finally lifting his head:

"Dad, you seemed even more petty and jealous when you were younger..."

Winston froze.

Indeed, when he was ten years younger, he wasn't as composed; back then, he had a more arrogant and self-important air about him.

However, when faced with cubs, they will show even greater inner longing and obsession.

Like the other Winstons, a beast dwells within Winston's heart.

But the little guy didn't seem confused or scared by these obsessive emotions.

Instead, she whispered:

"So Dad cares about me a lot."

Sometimes Winston's calm demeanor can indeed make Ulva waver and feel uneasy.

But Winston's outgoing emotions in his youth became the foundation for the little guy's understanding of love.

Winston couldn't help but ask, "Would you like your current dad to become more stingy and more attentive to you?"

The little one shook his head: "Now I know Daddy loves me. Even if Daddy hasn't changed, he's still the same as when he was young—the person who cares about me the most in the whole world!"

This time, Winston finally hugged the little guy back and nodded:

"Um."

Winston and Ulva left the research institute together.

Those years of virtual time make the little guy feel like he's in another world when he sees the scenery now.

However, the same family and friends were still by his side, and they were exactly the same as the little black crow he remembered, unchanged.

So the black tusk could immediately rush forward and hug Richard's waist:

"elder brother……"

Richard was also pleasantly surprised by this coquettish version of the black rabbit.

He looked up blankly, glanced at Winston, and then cautiously rubbed his face against the black rabbit's cheek twice:

"Baby, whether it's the you in our memories or the you in reality, we only love you, and no matter what state you are in, our love will never change."

Wu Tu nodded, and Winston then realized that the little guy was actually crying.

He held back his tears the whole way, but he couldn't hold them back in front of his family.

Looking at the black rabbit's tears, Winston felt once again defeated by the little guy:

"Don't cry, okay? Richard and the others are here too, they care about you just the same."

Who knew that the little guy blew his nose in his brother's arms, looked up and asked:

"What about Helena and Ellen?"

"Where is Helena, who called me a crybaby? And where is Eren, who will always protect me?"