Gu Bingjun said helplessly, "I told him he was going to have a little brother or sister, and he just started crying, and he hasn't stopped since, no matter how I try to console him."
Zhixi looked surprised, gazing at her son's tear-streaked little face, "Didn't you always want a little sister?"
He Jingyao raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten what you said?"
"Huh?" Zhixi looked at him blankly.
He Jingyao took Xiaobao into his arms and held him close, "Xiaobao, Mommy will be fine."
As he patted his back to burp, he asked with a choked voice, "Really... really?"
"Yes, really," He Jingyao said, both helpless and amused, "Mommy was just scaring you last time, don't be afraid. Mommy was fine giving birth to you, so she'll be fine having your sister, too."
It was then that his sobbing finally stopped, and he responded with a tearful "mm-hmm."
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After figuring out what was going on, Zhixi got several fierce glares from Gu Bingjun.
