The baby had been crying for hours. Possibly forever. Jinshi wasn 't sure anymore. He walked around his bedroom, carrying the infant, trying to get the crying to calm. Holding his daughter against his chest, he murmured, 'I know, I know. I miss mama too. She 'll be back. I promise. '

The infant did not seem to find that very reassuring, and Jinshi couldn 't blame her. He missed Maomao with every fiber of his being. 'She 'll be back. I promise, she 'll be back, ' he repeated over and over. 'She 's not missing. She 'll be back. She 's not ' '

With a jolt Jinshi came to, yelling, '-missing! '