The next morning, when Summer woke up, she immediately turned to look at Leonardo beside her.
He was still sleeping.
Even when he was asleep, he frowned, like something was always on his mind.
Summer was thinking about Rosie. She could walk for a short time now, so she tried to get out of
Leonardo's arms to see Rosie herself.
However, just as she moved, Leonardo opened his eyes.
Those who had just woken up had a slower reaction than usual, but Leonardo subconsciously
tightened his arms around Summer when he opened his eyes.
"What are you doing?" His voice was somewhat hoarse.
Summer did not move again. She looked at him and said, "I want to see Rosie by myself."
Hearing this, Leonardo was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes lit up and he stared straight at her.
Summer knew what Leonardo was thinking. She smiled and nodded at him, saying, "I can stand up
and walk, but I can't walk for long."
Hearing this, Leonardo suddenly got up and sat on the bed. He said in an eager tone, "Walk for me."
As he spoke, he helped Summer out of the quilt. It was getting colder and colder every day, but it was
too early to turn on the heating. Leonardo was worried that Summer would catch a cold, so he took out
her coat and put it on her.
Like a father who knew for the first time that his child could walk, Leonardo was excited and anxious.
Summer was amused and said, "Leonardo, do you know what you look like now?"
"What?" Leonardo looked up at her.
Summer said with a smile, "A father."
Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, call me Dad then."
Summer glared at him, clenching her fists and hitting him.
Leonardo laughed as well. He clenched her fists and kissed her hands. His voice was slightly hoarse,
"Get up. Let me have a look."
"Okay." Summer nodded.
Leonardo reached out to help her, but Summer refused, "I can do it myself."
Leonardo frowned worriedly, but in the end, he let go of his hand, allowing Summer to do it herself.
He stood at the side and watched Summer get out of bed. Summer slowly stood on the ground and
walked towards him.
Summer walked very slow. Obviously, it was still hard for her. She was only seven or eight steps away
from Leonardo.
Summer had only taken a few steps before Leonardo couldn't bear to see it. He stepped forward and
pulled her into his embrace, his tone carrying a suppressed emotion, "Enough."
He stroked her back, not knowing if he was trying to placate her or placate himself.
"Don't worry. I'm fine." Summer comforted him.
However, Leonardo didn't say anything and just hugged her. Summer knew he was still worried.
After a while, Summer pushed him and said, "Let me go. I'm going to see Rosie."
"Change your clothes first." Leonardo let go of Summer and let her sit on the bed. He turned around to
get her clothes.
Summer looked at Leonardo's back and teased, "Leonardo, you are more like my father now."
Leonardo even helped her find clothes. She could actually do it herself. However, she knew that
Leonardo was very happy to do this for her.
Leonardo did not look back and only said faintly, "Call me darling."
Summer immediately stopped talking.
She knew if she continued, he would get angry.
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