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

Aiden looked at the pitiful eleven or twelve-year-old Wutu and suddenly remembered the various scars he had seen on Wutu's body before.

At that time, he even asked, "Who exactly hurt you?"

Was it because the black cat didn't tell him that it was too bitter?

But now, Aiden knows about this in advance and meets the Black Rabbit ahead of time.

Does that mean Aiden can go and save the crow from when he was a child?

With that thought in mind, Aiden finally lowered his gun.

He thought that Wu Tu always looked at him gently and always asked him if he was happy. At the time, he thought that Wu Tu was looking at his father's shadow through him.

Actually not.

What the black eagle saw was its own small self, just like Aiden, lonely and helpless.

Aiden placed the picture of the black rabbit on his heart.

He knew he would appear before the little black rabbit on that snowy night, save his mother from a near-car accident, and then hug the tiny rabbit, saying to him:

"I am the father."

"Fate sent your father to save you."

……

Wu Tu returned to her room.

He woke up with a start.

The memories he had traveled back to the past were like illusions, beginning to blur, like a fleeting dream. When he opened his eyes, the dream was over.

Winston immediately opened the door and came to his side.

Wu Tu got up and rushed into her father's arms.

Sunlight streamed in, making it feel like the height of spring.

Winston hugged him back and whispered:

Welcome back.

The black rabbit clung to Dad and didn't move.

Winston didn't even look; he knew the little guy was crying again.

He couldn't bear to part with fourteen-year-old Aiden, nor could he bear to part with twenty-year-old Winston.

Seeing this, Winston couldn't help but tease him:

"If they all come back with you, you'll have three dads. Wouldn't you prefer those lively days, sweetheart?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tu didn't know how to answer the question.

Winston, on the other hand, was simply jealous.

After a while, the little guy picked up Winston's clothes and wiped his cat face.

Winston's custom-made clothing is now mostly made of absorbent material, because the black rabbit often wipes its tears on him.

Winston watched as the little guy rubbed his head against him before pouting and saying:

"Dad is such a stingy and childish guy. He even holds grudges against himself. It's too much! They're young you, you don't know anything. You didn't even know me at first..."

Winston: "But even so, our esteemed patriarch has divided the love he gives me into three parts. How can I not be jealous?"

Winston rarely called him that, and when he did call Ulva "Master," his tone was especially affectionate; he mostly used that term when joking.

However, Winston would sometimes address him as "Master" in front of those who wanted to offend the Black Crow.

That serious, submissive tone left Wutu completely powerless to resist.

So now, whenever Wu Tu hears his father call him "Master of the Household," he covers his ears in fear, afraid of revealing his chaotic inner thoughts.

So now that Winston said that, Wutu couldn't help but rub his earlobe, looking embarrassed.

The current Winston is completely different from the Aiden of the past.

Aiden before seemed unable to understand human emotions, completely speechless and clueless, a beast that survived on instinct alone.

But now Winston seems to have ingrained the facade of a refined gentleman into his very bones.

Furthermore, because of Wutu, he has truly experienced the seven emotions and six desires, and is willing to express his true feelings in front of Wutu.

So for Winston, such mushy expressions were a piece of cake. He was even worried that he wasn't showing enough affection and closeness, which would make Wu Tu overthink things.

As we all know, in foreign countries, people often say "love you" as a catchphrase.

However, such concern and tone were a bit too much for Wutu's typically reserved personality.

He felt very uncomfortable, but at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly hope that his father would call him that.

But seeing that the little creature was starting to puff up and hiss, Winston knew he couldn't tease it too much.

Moreover, Wu Tu has been through so much; he must be exhausted and homesick.

So Winston looked at the black crow and finally opened his arms to it earnestly:

"You've worked hard, baby. Welcome home."

"Thank you for everything you've done for me."

Those memories were gradually being refreshed in Winston's mind as he returned.

He truly saw the little guy appear before him during his young, lonely, and helpless time.

He also saw that Wu Tu took care of his food, clothing, shelter and transportation, loving him like she loved her own child.

He also saw the little guy appear on the dimly lit street, cling to him in the corner coffee shop, and spend his days with him from then on.

His darling will always love him so much, even across time, to come to him, to love him, to help him, and to protect him.

Winston felt countless times that meeting the black rabbit was his good fortune.

But he never expected that the little guy would actually save Winston when he was a child, just like he had saved the crow when he was a child.

Like him, Wu Tu was willing to give everything for each other.

Even if Wu Tu might travel to the past and never be able to return home.

How could Wutu not have thought of these things at that time, and how could it not have panicked and been afraid?

But he suppressed those thoughts, disregarded the risks, and resolutely came to Winston's side, turning the gears of fate.

He didn't care about Winston's initial cold attitude towards him, or the hurt he caused him...

Winston was already showing signs of anger when he saw this.

But he couldn't punish his past self.

And even though he was so fierce and terrifying, Wu Tu still came to him without hesitation, revealing her vitals without reservation...

It's important to understand that at that time, Winston's murderous intent was genuine.

The little guy may still trust him, but Winston knows himself.

In the past, I didn't recognize Wu Tu and almost mistook him for an enemy and killed him.

If they really do take action.

Then Winston would be consumed by endless regret for the rest of his life.

The thought of such a dangerous scene made him furious.

But the little guy looked at him with a smug expression, as if he were very impressive.

Winston suppressed his anger and first praised the little guy to his heart's content.

After all, his child has done enough.

The rest are Winston's own problems.

Winston only told the black rabbit after it had finished its whining:

"Don't do that again. You have no sense of caution at all. Winston didn't know you back then, and he didn't even have a normal way of thinking. What would I do if he accidentally hurt you?"

Upon hearing Winston's words, the black rabbit remained resolute and said:

"Dad won't hurt me. Neither now nor before."

"Didn't my previous dad also start from the first time he met me and brought me home?"