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

Watching the waves rise and fall, Wu Tu picked up his phone and dialed the number he knew by heart after a long time.

"Feed..."

Mother……

Just as Wu Tu was about to shout.

But the woman on the other end of the line spoke with unusual coldness.

"Wu Tu? I hadn't heard from you for so long. I thought you really had the guts to run away from home."

"You're not going to school anymore, and you're not coming home. I really don't know what you're trying to do. How could our family raise such a useless child like you? You've made me lose face in front of our relatives."

"Your uncle and eldest uncle are asking you how you did on your midterms. Look what I'm supposed to say? That you're skipping school and going off to be a hoodlum?!"

"...Forget it, you wouldn't listen to anything I say. Your brother said he misses you and asked when you're coming back to cook for him. He wants your sweet and sour pork ribs for his birthday. Come back soon."

"Don't make things difficult for your brother."

Wu Tu paused, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

He knew perfectly well what the outcome of his call would be, but he was about to die, and faced with this momentous event, he still clung to a sliver of hope…

At least, at least he wanted to tell his mother.

I want to tell my family members who have been with me for over ten years.

So Wu Tu spoke again, her voice dry:

"Mom, I can't come back..."

"What?!" The woman's voice rose eight octaves, and Wu Tu's heart clenched. He knew that another round of scolding was about to come crashing down on him.

The black crow could only shout louder than the woman's voice:

"I'm sick! I'm going to die! Huff... huff... cough cough cough cough!"

With Wu Tu's current physical strength, he couldn't withstand his agitated emotions at all. So after Wu Tu tried to speak loudly, he was followed by a fitful coughing fit.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think:

Listen! Mom, find it quickly!

I'm really going to die, Mom...

Look at me, hug me...

The woman opposite him remained silent for a moment, and just as a glimmer of expectation stirred in Wu Tu's heart, she spoke:

That's enough.

"Wu Tu, what happened to you? You've become a habitual liar, now you even talk about death and life. Do you really think you can fool me with those kinds of things?"

"You're so young, what serious illness could you possibly have? Or are you trying to threaten me with these words? Let me tell you, even if you really die, it won't affect anyone. This family will keep running without you! I still have your younger brother."

The black tusk's breathing grew heavier and heavier.

"Feed...? Black Rabbit..."

The woman's words continued to come from the other side, but Wu Tu could no longer hear them.

His vision blurred, and a familiar feeling of suffocation washed over him.

"Black Rabbit!!"

Cooper knocked on the car window and called his name.

"baby?!"

Winston arrived unnoticed. He was faster than Cooper, opening the car door first and pulling Wu Tu into his arms, kissing Wu Tu's forehead repeatedly and wiping away his cold sweat.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright, Daddy's here."

Winston saw that Wu Tu was still staring blankly at the constantly noisy phone, so he reached out and hung up, then decisively threw it into the driver's seat in front.

"It's alright, it's alright..."

"Hey, sweetie, baby, look at Daddy."

Wu Tu finally snapped out of her daze.

He slowly rolled his eyes and blinked:

"I'm sorry, Dad..."

How could Winston not understand Crow's feelings? Even an adult finds it difficult to sever ties with their family of origin, let alone a child like this.

Wu Tu only wanted love; he did nothing wrong.

Winston could only blame himself for not keeping a close eye on the little guy, letting him come into contact with this garbage again.

"Don't apologize, you did nothing wrong."

You did nothing wrong.

Wu Tu nodded, snuggled into her father's arms, and buried her face in them.

He wished he could shrink to the smallest size, hide under his father's wing, and never come out again.

The atmosphere inside the car was heavy; no one spoke.

But only Winston knew that the little guy was secretly shedding tears again.

The tears soaked Winston's coat and drenched him in a downpour.

It is rain falling from the eyes of the black crow.

He carried the little rabbit back to the ward, where the baby had already cried himself to sleep.

He looked down at the black rabbit, his eyes swirling with emotions of a heaviness and complexity that Cooper could hardly comprehend.

But Cooper had to interrupt him.

"The report of Cyrus's car accident has been obtained; it can be used as evidence to request a police investigation..."

Winston listened to his account of Cyrus's situation and nodded.

Before leaving, Winston stared intently at the little guy's sleeping face for a while.

He couldn't help but whisper:

"No matter who it is, I will not allow them to hurt my child again... I will have someone come and watch over him."

So when Wu Tu woke up again, he found that not only were there several tall bodyguards in front of his hospital room, but there was also an extra person in the room.

He was one of the household stewards in the manor.

He is also the butler's son. He will be the next to assist the Winston family.

The butler saw the little guy get up and immediately went to greet him:

"Young Master, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Wu Tu shook his head, his tone firm:

I want to go out.

The deacon said with difficulty, "Mr. Winston said you are not allowed to leave the hospital anymore, and you cannot have your cell phone either."

"The master wants you to rest and recuperate properly."

Looking at the deacon's face, Wu Tu decided to take a gamble.

There was still one thing he hadn't finished, and he was determined to do it.

So Wu Tu's fingers were intertwined, and then he gripped the blanket tightly, completely betraying his nervousness.

But the little guy still tried his best to show a calm expression on his face:

"I won't leave the hospital. I just want to visit my brother. I want to see my brother, Cyrus."

The deacon remained silent.

It's estimated that Winston didn't give him any further information about Cyrus's situation. It's common knowledge that Cyrus was in a car accident and is currently being treated at St. Ottoman Hospital.

So, after some thought, the deacon agreed at Wu Tu's request.

The deacon carried Wu Tu to Cyrus's hospital room.

Fortunately, Winston wasn't there, and Ulva finally managed to make contact with her third brother.

Upon closer inspection, you'll find that Cyrus and Winston look remarkably alike. They're practically identical.

However, Winston's style was more composed, while Cyrus was somewhat arrogant. His eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly downturned.

This was the first time Wu Tu had met her third brother.

But because of blood ties, and the little one's love for his father and family.

He felt an immediate sense of closeness upon seeing Cyrus.

Cyrus was immediately categorized as one of their own by the little guy.

Seeing Cyrus lying unconscious on the bed, Wutu immediately made up her mind.

He wanted to leave his family with the most precious gift.

He held Cyrus's hand and whispered in his ear:

"Brother, don't be afraid, I'll give you my organs. My heart, my eyes, you can take anything."

"Brother, you will survive. It's so good to be alive... It would be even better if you could take me with you to see the world in the future..."

"It's okay if you can't, but you must remember to love your dad."

"I will always love Daddy. And Richard, Kaylan, Grandpa Butler, Cooper, Aunt Merri, Uncle Chef, the swan family that came to the manor for the winter, and the flowers in the manor..."

The little guy talked for a long time, and you could tell that he had a lot on his mind, and he couldn't finish talking about them all in a short time.

He reluctantly left only when he saw that his father was about to return.

As he left, he didn't notice that Cyrus had already slightly opened his icy blue eyes.