The headphone cable snapped with a sharp pop, and the little white earbuds fell onto the seat cushion.
Song Jingyan sucked in a sharp breath.
It was a custom-made pair he'd saved up three months' worth of pocket money to buy.
"Song Jingmo!"
The boy lowered his voice, each word carrying a warning sharp with fury.
The baby blinked her big eyes at the boy's face, suddenly looming right in front of her. Rather than being scared, she kicked her legs happily and let out a string of cheerful giggles. Her little hands clutched the broken headphone cable and refused to let go, while a trail of tiny bubbles appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Song Jingyan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Stay calm.
She's his own flesh and blood. Killing her would be against the law.
He repeated this to himself three times. When he opened his eyes, his expression had returned to its usual cool, blank indifference.
He extended a finger and gently poked Song Jingmo's chubby cheek. It was as soft as a freshly made glutinous rice cake.
You win.
The boy snorted, but pulled the thin blanket back up where it had slipped, tucking it snugly over the little one's bare feet as they kicked about.
There are many plot contradictions, the scene changes are not obvious, sometimes related words are used inappropriately, and there are some small details that cannot be delved into, and whether the male protagonist was in junior high school or high school before, the male protagonist's mother works in an architectural design institute, but is a fashion designer. I suspect it's an AI text. However, the description of the baby is so successful, and the interaction with his brother is also very funny. ⌯Oᴗo⌯ So I pretend these flaws are invisible.