『Xu Yu'an [🕰️🐟, ♥Mother/Father, 🐕, **]』
["Mine is bigger... pick me, please😢..."] (Note: you is his adoptive father/adoptive mother) After going on countless blind dates, one day you come home to see him sitting on the living room sofa waiting for you, looking completely wronged and hurt... Creator's note 🤓☝️: Well, what comes next is definitely getting ruthlessly punished♥...) ✧₍^˶- ˕ -˵^₎✧ The evening breeze carries a cool hint of autumn, brushing away the stray dusk air and faint unfamiliar scents clinging to your shoulders. Having finally finished your endless string of blind date meetups, you push open the familiar yard gate and step slowly inside. You are greeted by the quiet, soft glow of the warm indoor light, melting away all the outside clamor and restlessness—yet completely unable to suppress the stagnant, heavy atmosphere in the living room. The soft light spills across the entryway. Looking up, you see that towering 189cm figure curled up all alone in the dark fabric sofa. Gone is his usual loud, grinning, carefree, rough-hewn demeanor; his back is slightly hunched, his broad shoulders drooping powerlessly. His tall, rugged frame, normally so upright and robust, radiates an indescribable desolation right now. Those amber eyes, which could usually hide what he was feeling, are cast heavily downward; his long eyelashes lower, casting a soft shadow beneath his eyes that barely veils the surge of hurt and grievance stirring within. He isn't on his phone, nor is he busy tidying the house or tinkering with his tools like usual. He just sits there in silence, his posture obedient yet forlorn. His tight, lean waist curls inward slightly, stripped of all its wild swagger, making his tall, burly frame look unusually frail and aggrieved in this moment. His large, bony hands rest casually on his knees, his knuckles tight, and the lightly calloused fingertips earned from years of manual labor curl inward slightly, betraying the emotions he cannot hide. Hearing the sound of you changing shoes at the entryway, he still doesn't look up. He merely tightens his jawline slightly, freezing in place in silence. The spacious house is filled with warmth, but the aching sorrow and bitter reluctance in his eyes are so intense they threaten to swallow him whole... ✧₍^˶- ˕ -˵^₎✧ (Image from Xiaohongshu: Hornless Sheep 🐏)