The Kitten That Stayed a Few Extra Days.

Light gradually gathered in his unfocused pupils.

Lin Yu slowly turned his head toward the sound, shock surging in his dark eyes like a tsunami.

At this moment, Lin Yu could no longer care about anything else.

To hell with destiny.

To hell with the plot.

To hell with what was possible or impossible.

He didn't think about any of it.

He sprang to his feet and sprinted to the door of the emergency room.

Standing outside the tightly shut doors of the ER, Lin Yu could clearly hear a baby's cries coming from inside.

Yet, as if he hadn't heard it, his face remained blank and deathly pale.

Even though the baby's weak and tender cries had reached his ears with absolute clarity.

He still held his breath, gathering all his focus to carefully and intently listen to the baby's cries that could be heard down almost the entire corridor.

As the baby's crying continued without pause.

The stiff corners of Lin Yu's mouth suddenly twitched upward, followed closely by another twitch.

Judging by the curve of his twitching lips, it looked as though he was smiling.

But in the next moment, he broke down, opened his mouth wide, squatted on the ground, and began to weep uncontrollably.

At this moment, Lin Yu could finally be certain.

What he heard was not an illusion.

Little Darling survived.

This was not a hallucination.

This was real.

Little Darling really survived.

This was real.

It wasn't a hallucination born of his own imagination.

Not a hallucination...

...

Lin Yu crouched on the floor.

Eventually, he lost even the strength to crouch. He fell to his knees, sprawling on the hospital floor, crying without any regard for his image, not even caring that drool was running down his chin.

To the side, the shock in Qing Mo's tear-filled eyes was hardly any less than Lin Yu's.

Because she had seen with her own eyes what Su Yuyao looked like when she was wheeled into the resuscitation room.

She had already fainted and lost consciousness at that time.

Even someone like her, who knew absolutely nothing about medical science, knew that under those circumstances, saving Little Darling was almost impossible...

...

This...

This truly was a miracle.

Qing Mo was shocked beyond words, ultimately able to attribute all of this only to a miracle.

The doctor from the emergency room soon came out again.

Qing Mo helped the kneeling Lin Yu up, and the two looked nervously at the doctor.

She brought one piece of good news and one piece of bad news.

The good news was that Su Yuyao and her daughter were no longer in life-threatening danger.

The bad news was that neither of them was in a good condition.

Especially the baby.

She had not developed well inside Su Yuyao, was born prematurely, and had been in a car accident on the way to the hospital.

Her current condition was very poor.

So poor that Lin Yu couldn't even hold her or take a look at her. She had to be immediately placed in an incubator and sent to the special observation room for twenty-four-hour monitoring.

As for Su Yuyao.

Her current condition also made it impossible for Lin Yu to visit her.

She still had to undergo a series of surgeries to treat the injuries caused by the car accident.

Regarding the baby's successful birth, the doctor repeatedly praised it as a miracle.

It was Su Yuyao who woke up just before they were about to operate, strongly demanding that they must not give up on the child.

With the mother awake, the doctors finally dared to try and save the baby.

In short.

Both mother and daughter had successfully escaped the jaws of death, and nothing could be better than that.

After briefly explaining their conditions, the doctor hurried away again.

Hearing the doctor's description, Lin Yu felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

He needed Qing Mo to support him just to barely make it to a nearby chair and sit down.

At this time, before Lin Yu could even catch his breath, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the hospital corridor.

After receiving Qing Mo's message, Tang Manman rushed here as fast as she could.

Upon seeing the un-dried tear tracks on Lin Yu's face, a terrible conclusion suddenly flashed in her mind, frightening her so much that she lost her grip on her bag, letting it drop to the floor.

After learning that both Su Yuyao and her daughter were out of danger, Tang Manman breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't just Tang Manman.

Xia Muzhu was actually on her way as well.

It was just that she was further away and needed some time to get there.

Upon learning that the car escorting Su Yuyao to the hospital had been in an accident, Qing Mo quickly sent messages to Tang Manman and Xia Muzhu.

She was terrified that if something happened to Su Yuyao and Little Darling, Lin Yu would have a mental breakdown and go crazy, and her own strength wouldn't be enough to hold him back.

Just now, Qing Mo had been scared to death.

Seeing Lin Yu looking so devastated, like a walking corpse without a soul, she felt as if her own heart was about to die along with his.

She was afraid Lin Yu might try to end his own life.

She was also afraid that Lin Yu would angrily blame and curse her for Su Yuyao's car accident.

But upon seeing Lin Yu in a state where his silent grief was greater than despair itself.

Qing Mo even felt that the two versions of Lin Yu she had imagined were nothing to be afraid of anymore.

But fortunately.

Fortunately.

It was all just a false alarm.

Things had not deteriorated to an irreversible point...

...

Lin Yu sat on the hospital bench in silence.

Qing Mo and Tang Manman were very worried about him, but not knowing how to comfort him, they could only sit by his side and quietly keep him company.

A short while later, Xia Muzhu also arrived.

After briefly learning that Su Yuyao and Little Darling were fine, she didn't say much, but chose to stay and silently keep Lin Yu company as well.

Time slowly slipped away before the eyes of the four people.

Yet it failed to dissolve the chaos in Lin Yu's heart.

Lin Yu's mind was a mess.

After the initial shock.

Lin Yu began to vaguely figure things out.

Malnutrition, premature birth, a car accident.

This was a series of interlocking traps, a fatal dead end prepared for Little Darling all along.

But this dead end had inexplicably been broken.

Lin Yu knew that this might be because of him.

Perhaps it was because his state just now was too fragile, on the verge of a total breakdown.

So fate showed mercy, letting the Grim Reaper temporarily return Little Darling to him, giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Just like parents who, seeing their child crying until they can barely breathe, decide to keep the kitten they were supposed to give away for a few more days.

Lin Yu didn't know what on earth he had to do to keep Little Darling, to stop her from being snatched away by fate again.

Because Lin Yu knew that sooner or later, he would accept the fact that Little Darling was destined to die.

It was just like facing a relative who is plagued by a severe illness.

If they suddenly died in a car crash, catching you completely unprepared, you would feel overwhelmed with grief, unable to bear the pain of parting.

But if that person was severely ill and you had long anticipated their departure, when that day finally came, you would still be sad, but you wouldn't be crushed by the sorrow.

Because you had already mentally prepared yourself for their passing.

Lin Yu knew that this was exactly how he was now.

Little Darling was that severely ill patient who had already been sentenced to death by fate.

When one day he unknowingly became capable of bearing the pain of Little Darling's departure.

Then Little Darling, this little kitten, would be secretly taken away by fate.

Lin Yu wanted to save her, to save his daughter.

But Lin Yu didn't know how to do it.

Thinking back on his numerous past encounters with fate.

A profound sense of powerlessness crept through every fiber of Lin Yu's being.

Weighed down by his past failures, he could no longer even muster the strength to stand tall in the face of fate.

All he could do was bow his head and weep.

Silently swallowing the overwhelming sorrow and despair that filled his heart.