The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Ling Yu's room is completely different from Ling Yi's cold and hard room.

It is a warm orange-yellow tone, as if the sunlight is crushed and sprinkled in every corner, making the whole space filled with a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere.

Ling Yu first prepared the bath water for the little cub and adjusted the water temperature to just the right level.

He gently and carefully gave the cub a bath, and then meticulously changed him into a set of clean and cute clothes.

After doing all this, Ling Yu stuffed the sweet little cub into the warm quilt and tucked the corners of the quilt for him considerately.

Speaking of which, Ling Yu is much more careful than Ling Yi.

When Ling Yi was taking care of the cub, he was always in a rush. When bathing the cub, he would easily make the cub's delicate skin red. He was not as gentle as his uncle.

However, at this moment, lying on her uncle's soft and comfortable bed, Ling Guo couldn't be happy at all, and her little body tossed and turned in the quilt.

In order to help the little cub sleep, there was only a small lamp emitting warm yellow light at the head of the bed.

Although his uncle's quilt was fragrant and soft, and unlike his father's quilt which was a bit cold, the little cub just felt empty inside, as if something important was missing, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

When Ling Yu came out of the bathroom, he saw the soft little cub lying on the bed bored.

After hearing the sound, the little cub raised its little head and looked at him softly.

Ling Yu couldn't help but reveal a doting smile, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, gently rubbing his little head,

No wonder his brother likes to rub his head, it feels really good!

"Why haven't you slept yet? Can't you sleep?" Ling Yu asked softly.

"Yeah." The little cub stretched out his little hand from the warm quilt and placed it on his uncle's fingertips. The little hand was fleshy and had the unique warmth of a child.

"Uncle, does daddy not want Guoguo anymore?"

When the little cub thought of his father, tears welled up in his eyes, a sour feeling came over him, and his chest became stuffy.

"He doesn't like Guoguo anymore. He doesn't comfort Guoguo when she's angry. He doesn't want to sit with Guoguo. Guoguo doesn't sleep with him anymore, and he even threw away Guoguo's pillow. Woo..."

Ling Guo became sadder as she spoke, with tears welling up in her eyes and threatening to fall at any moment.

Ling Yu felt a little distressed when he saw him like this, but he also thought that the little guy was so cute and a little funny.

If he had not been around when the cub had a quarrel with his brother, and had heard the cub complaining like this, he would have gone to his brother in anger to settle the score.

Looking at the aggrieved little cub, Ling Yu lifted the quilt and lay down, hugged the little cub tightly in his arms, and whispered to comfort him: "How could Daddy not like the cub?"

"Then why didn't Dad let Guoguo follow him when he went out this afternoon? Uncle, are you also on the side of the bad dad?"

The little cub's eyes are red.

"Kid, adults always want their children to see their strong and sunny side, but behind the sunshine there is a haze. Maybe your brother is afraid that the dark side will scare you!"

Ling Yu explained patiently.

Although my brother didn't tell him who he took the male insect to see in the afternoon, he was alone when he came back. Who did he give the male insect to?

Since my brother didn't say anything, he must not want them to know.

Ling Yu was tactful and didn't ask any more questions.

Just like my brother’s sentence has not been revoked, but he now appears in the imperial capital. There must be some unknown secrets here.

The little cub frowned, obviously not understanding what his uncle was saying.

"Uncle, do you mean that dad doesn't want Guoguo to see his bad side?"

"Baby is smart, that's what uncle means." Ling Yu praised with a smile.

The little cub thought about it seriously, maybe it was just like when he was in the black market, he didn't want his father to see him making those bad female insects' heads move, for fear of scaring his father.

Is Dad feeling the same as Guoguo did at that time?

Did dad move that bad bug's head this afternoon because he was afraid that it would scare Guoguo?

Humph, then dad really underestimates Guoguo!

Guoguo is not afraid!

If we bring him along, Guoguo can help as he is very skilled at this job.

The little cub secretly decided that he would have a good talk with his father when he saw him tomorrow morning.

Guoguo is very capable, Daddy doesn't need to worry about scaring Guoguo.

After figuring this out, the little cub quickly comforted himself, lying in Ling Yu's arms, and slowly fell asleep under Ling Yu's gentle patting.

After watching the little cub fall asleep, Ling Yu tiptoed to the door and opened it.

Not surprisingly, the tall and slender Ling Yi stood at the door with a conflicted look on his face. When he saw the door open, he unconsciously glanced inside.

"Are you asleep?" he asked softly, his voice low, as if he was afraid of waking up the cub in the house.

"Well! Brother, do you want to come in and take a look?" Ling Yu said, moving aside to make room for Ling Yi at the door.

Ling Yi hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "Forget it, let him sleep. I'll trouble you to take care of him tonight."

As he spoke, Ling Yi reached out and rubbed Ling Yu's head like he did when they were little.

"Isn't this the way it should be? Brother, don't forget that Zizi calls me uncle!" Ling Yu squinted his eyes as Ling Yi rubbed his face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Well, you should rest early too!"

"Okay, good night, brother."

"Good night."

Ling Yu watched Ling Yi walk to the next room, then gently closed the door and tiptoed back to the bed.

He turned his head to look at the little cub with a rosy face sleeping, his eyes became extremely soft, he slowly lay back, and gradually fell asleep to the sound of the little cub's even breathing.

Ling Guo slept very deeply this time, and somehow he dreamed of scenes from his previous life again.

The little boy hugged the big teddy bear and curled up in the corner of the dark room. It was terribly quiet around him, with only the sound of his own breathing echoing in his ears.

Every day he waited for the locked door to be opened. Only in this way could he get food and relieve the pain in his stomach.

As usual, the fat aunt came to bring him food today.

She opened the door with a look of disgust and threw a hard bread in. The bread fell to the ground and bounced twice.

Then, she walked away with disgust as if she was avoiding something dirty, and did not forget to slam the door shut. The sound was particularly harsh in the silent room.

Ling Guo didn't care about all this. He crawled over, picked up the bread on the ground and started eating it.

The bread was not as sweet and soft as freshly baked ones. It felt like dry paper when he bit it, and it hurt his little teeth.

But the little cub was so hungry that he didn't dislike the food at all and kept chewing it with great enthusiasm.

Suddenly, he paused and felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if an invisible hand was twisting his stomach hard.

"Woo..." The little cub was reluctant to let go of the bread in his mouth, and curled up with his hands covering his aching stomach.

His little body trembled violently, and he groaned in pain.

"Woohoo! Bear!"

"Wow! Dad! It hurts..."

There was a loud bang.

Ling Yu, who was originally a light sleeper, was awakened by the sudden noise.

Before he could fully react, the door of the room was pushed open forcefully. The dazzling headlights instantly came on, causing him to squint his eyes.

Then, he saw a figure rushing in. He went straight to the little bug next to Ling Yu, his eyes full of anxiety and worry.

At this time, Ling Yu also discovered that the little cub was in an abnormal condition.

The little cub curled up into a ball, its tiny body trembling slightly, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of its eyes. Its originally rosy little face was now pale, without any blood, and it kept calling for its father in its little mouth.