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Darlian Family Country Home
North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany
7 January 213
Zhang Sulian [1] came into the world in the early hours of New Year’s Day, a bright beginning to a new year. Her parents had laughed through their tears as they each held her for the first time, overwhelmed and overjoyed. Sulian for her part had been largely unimpressed with the sudden light and sound that came with human existence at the hospital, and much preferred the warm embrace of the soft swaddling and her family’s arms. She got plenty of both and then some once home…and promptly established a two- to four-hour cycle that kept her parents and grandmother on their toes at all hours of the day and night.
He looks tired, Wufei thought as he smirked at his reflection in the dark window before him. The night beyond was dark and bitter cold, but the bedroom here was warm and safe. The dim light inside made a ghost of his reflection. He had carefully propped Sulian upright in his lap while she nursed happily on the bottle he had given her. Relena was still fast asleep, snoring softly in their bed a short distance away.
“See? Not Mom, but not too bad either,” Wufei whispered down at his daughter, who only blinked up at him while she suckled. “We’ll get you used to that soon enough, your grandmother and I. Your mom’s going to head back into Brussels once she feels up to it, and we’ll be holding down the fort without her most of the time.” The thought of Relena sending them breast milk via diplomatic courier struck him and he bit his lip to stifle his laughter. He wouldn’t put it past her, just for the absurdity of it.
Wufei’s attention refocused them on Sulian. The baby’s dark eyes blinked up at him, her tiny fingers opening and closing as she fed. Wufei’s smile softened. “I love you so much,” he whispered, “and I’m never going to let anything happen to you.”