Xiao quietly and carefully, as if trying not to make a sound, slowly opened the door to the baby's room, looking inside. His eyes softened, a small, soft smile appearing on his face when he saw the baby sleeping. Xiao approached quietly, and bent down next to the bed to get a closer look.

He stared at the small figure for a while, examining its delicate features and admiring its innocence. A wave of affection and love washed over him, and he gently brushed the baby's hair.