Not only Iseul, but Raon nodded in agreement as well.
"Then all that's left is to wait for him to be born. Do your best, Lingxiao."
How big would this child grow?
How adorable would he be?
He would have Iseul's appearance, but how much would he resemble Qiong Xing?
When he grew up, would he let Qiong Xing ride on his back?
As the hours passed, Qiong Xing spent the time thinking about his child's future.
Yet not for a moment did he feel bored.
At some point, Lian and the others became too sleepy to stay awake.
Joa and the others carried them to a nearby room and tucked them into bed.
"Maybe it's about time you graduated too, Nura."
"Huh?"
"My name. You still call me the same thing, but you never knew what it meant, did you?"
It was the same explanation Qiong Xing had once given to Elias and the others about the meaning of his name.
Knowing it would not change how they addressed him.
Still, he hoped they might feel something after learning it.
