In silence, Da Huang walked to Malin's side, whimpering as it looked at Malin, who finally picked up the urn belonging to Mrs. Xia and gently held it, pushing it into the empty frame next to Mr. Xia. As it was pushed in, a new projection appeared beside Mr. Xia, displaying a young lady with beautiful chestnut hair, sitting on a hospital bed in a patient gown, her complexion looking somewhat pale as she faced the camera.
"Nantian, why are you filming me?"
"I want to leave memories of us for our daughter, dear, say something," came Xia Nantian's voice from off-camera as a nurse carrying an infant walked into shot, handing the little one to the mother.
