Su Bai paused outside the little boy’s ward, his fingers hovering over the door for a moment. He took a deep breath, steadying the whirlwind of emotions inside him. Then, gently, he knocked.

  "Come in," a small, fragile voice called out.

  Pushing the door open, Su Bai stepped in quietly, his gaze immediately finding the little boy. The child was sitting up in bed, his tiny frame dwarfed by the oversized hospital gown. He was eating his meal slowly, each movement careful, hindered by his injuries.

  Su Bai’s chest tightened at the sight. He forced a soft smile onto his face as he approached the bedside, pulling a chair close. Sitting down, he hesitated for a moment before speaking. "May I… feed you?" His voice faltered slightly, but it was softer now, more confident than usual when talking to others.

  The little boy’s rge, luminous eyes lifted to meet Su Bai’s, wide and curious. He didn’t speak, just handed over the food pte without hesitation, trusting him.

  Su Bai’s heart swelled as he accepted the pte. Slowly, with infinite patience, he began feeding the boy, spoonful by spoonful. The child chewed carefully, his small face occasionally scrunching up in concentration, and Su Bai couldn't help but smile at the sight.

  "Good boy," Su Bai murmured encouragingly after each bite, his tone as gentle as the autumn breeze.

  Once the boy had finished, Su Bai set the pte aside and carefully wiped the boy's mouth and hands. Taking the boy’s small, delicate fingers in his own, he cleaned each one meticulously, his touch tender and unhurried.

  “The kitten you saved,” Su Bai began softly, his gaze fixed on the boy, “it’s doing well now. If you want, you can bring it with us when you leave.”

  The boy’s eyes lit up instantly, bright and sparkling, like stars scattered across the night sky. But just as quickly, the light dimmed, repced by a shadow of doubt.

  “Will it be… a problem for you?” he asked in a quiet voice, his tone tinged with uncertainty and hesitation.

  Su Bai’s chest ached at the question. He knew it came from a pce of deep hurt, a wound inflicted by those who should have loved this child the most. Gently, he scooped the boy up into his p, cradling him close.

  The boy’s cheeks turned rosy, a soft blush blooming across his bruised face. It made him look even more endearing.

  “Baby,” Su Bai said softly, his voice steady and filled with warmth, “do you like me?”

  The boy hesitated for a moment before nodding shyly, his voice a soft whisper. “Yes.”

  Su Bai’s lips curved into a tender smile. “Then just as you like me, I like you too. We’re a team now, okay? I’ll look after you, and you’ll look after me. And together, we’ll take care of little kitty and your little brother.”

  The boy blinked up at him, his eyes shining with a mix of awe and understanding. For the first time, he felt like he wasn’t a burden, like he mattered.

  “I’ll help you, beautiful gege,” he promised in his sweet, milky voice.

  He doesn't have a problem with taking care of kids. Of course because he has taken care of a big baby, Gu Erqi. So he has learned to observe expressions.

  Su Bai couldn’t help but ugh, a sound soft and free, one he hadn’t heard from himself in a long time. He reached out to gently cup the boy’s cheek, his thumb brushing against the soft skin.

  “You’re such a good boy,” Su Bai said warmly. “Now, since we’re partners, you have to promise me something. If there’s anything you want or need, you have to tell me. Otherwise, how will I know? I’m not very smart, you know.” He pouted dramatically, his expression one of exaggerated concern.

  The boy giggled, a bright, joyous sound that seemed to fill the room. “I’ll tell you everything, gege. Don’t worry—I’m not very smart either!”

  Su Bai’s ugh bubbled up again, but he quickly suppressed it, ruffling the boy’s hair instead. “Good. Now, about the kitten. Its health is much better, and we’ll need to get a few things for it. Can you help me make a list?”

  The boy nodded enthusiastically, his face glowing with excitement. He didn’t want to leave Su Bai’s p, though. The warmth, the comfort, the faint scent of Su Bai—it reminded him of his momma. For a moment, he let himself bask in the safety of Su Bai’s arms.

  But he quickly straightened, his small fists clenching with determination. He was a big boy now, and he needed to help his gege so Su Bai wouldn’t have to work so hard.

  Su Bai handed him a notebook and pen, watching with a fond smile as the boy began to think what things are needed.

  “I’ll go see the doctor,” Su Bai said softly, rising from the chair. He paused, gncing back at the boy. “You’re doing great, baby.”

  The boy beamed up at him, his smile brighter than the morning sun.

  As Su Bai left the room, his expression shifted. The soft warmth he had shown the boy faded, his face became unknowingly same expressionless face.

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  Here’s an enhanced version of your text with deeper emotions and atmosphere:

  Across the ocean, in the corner of a bustling airport lounge, a tall man sat with a quiet intensity. His sculpted features were devoid of expression, but his bloodshot eyes betrayed exhaustion, pain, and perhaps a touch of desperation. Even in his worn state, his commanding presence and superior looks made heads turn, though no one dared approach the silent storm brewing around him.

  He was waiting for a flight to Zhongguo, City B.

  “Did you locate him?”

  The question wasn’t spoken aloud; his lips remained still. Instead, it resonated within the depths of his mind, directed at the mysterious system tethered to his consciousness. His tone was sharp, ced with irritation, a thinly veiled threat. The kind that suggested if he didn’t hear what he wanted, the system’s existence might very well be forfeit.

  The system trembled—though not physically, of course, but deep within his mind, where it resided. It knew the man’s wrath too well to risk even a moment’s dey.

  “Nine more minutes,” it finally answered, its mechanical voice tinged with an unnatural anxiousness, as if it could feel fear.

  The man’s lips curled into a cold sneer, the air around him seeming to drop several degrees. “Useless trash,” he muttered under his breath, venom dripping from each word.

  “If you can’t do your job, then why should I bother keeping you?”

  The system recoiled, metaphorically cowering in his consciousness. It didn’t dare respond, knowing any further attempt to justify itself would only worsen its master’s mood.

  The man’s fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of his chair, each tap like the ticking of a clock, counting down those nine agonizing minutes. His red eyes stared unblinkingly ahead, the exhaustion etched into his features failing to soften the sheer determination burning in his gaze.

  In the chaos of the airport, where ughter and announcements filled the air, he sat as an isoted force of raw, focused intensity. Around him, life continued to buzz, oblivious to the tempest raging within this one man.

  Each second dragged like an eternity, but the man waited, every fiber of his being wound tight with anticipation.

  He knows Baibai is reborn , definitely won't be in that house.

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  Qaq support this poor author ah~