The film tells the story of the main character, who gets separated from his parents on an outing and sets off on a journey to find them.
Along the way, he experiences many things and makes friends who face hardships together. Eventually, he finds his parents, who have been searching for him as well.
In the final scene, the little yellow dinosaur wags his tail and runs toward his two towering dinosaur parents under the watchful eyes of his friends.
"Dad! Mom! I found you!"
"I didn't give up on myself. I'm pretty great, aren't I?"
The mother's gentle voice sounded in the theater: "My baby has always been the best. We've missed you every moment. From now on, our family of three will never be separated again."
The father laughed heartily: "Baby, you're brave, strong, smart, and kind. Your mom and I are proud of you."
Finally, under the setting sun, the family of three slowly walked away.
Their shadows stretched out in the sunset, accompanied by moving background music, and sniffles from many children could be heard in the theater.
Cedric's eyes were wide open, his dark eyes sparkling. He turned to look at his mom on the left, then his dad on the right.
For a moment, his little heart pounded with excitement. He felt like he was the main character, and he wanted to be the main character too.
Roderick reached up to ruffle the cub's hair and asked softly, "Well, did you like it?"
Cedric nodded vigorously.
Roderick's gaze softened a bit. He reached out and gently pinched the cub's chubby cheek. "I'm glad you liked it."
Catriona shared Roderick's sentiment; as long as her son enjoyed it, she was happy.
For the next three days, after picking Cedric up from school, the two adults worked together to take him out for fun.
Cedric had clearly grown a bit closer to Roderick. Standing on tiptoe, he placed the small daily gifts his dad brought him into a little box beside the glass vase—the vase filled with flowers his mom had given him.
Sometimes, when he thought about it, he would patter over, touch the little box, then look at the flowers. His big dark eyes would sparkle, and his little tail would wag involuntarily.
Catriona, meanwhile, was busy with work, figuring out tomorrow's supply needs and how many orders to place for the second store.
Seeing her son's look.
A gentle smile appeared in her eyes. She shook her head and smiled before looking down to continue her work.
In this world, he was all she cared about.
As long as her son was happy, she was happy. As long as he grew up healthy and joyful, she could endure any hardship.
Tomorrow was Saturday.
Catriona guessed Roderick would want to take their son out again, so she prepared her work in advance. She'd take the day off tomorrow too—there was no end to making money, but time with her child was precious.
Cedric started to look forward to his dad coming to the room to give him spring water.
When he saw Roderick's figure at the doorway, his eyes would light up, and he'd call out, "Dad!"
At that moment, all of Roderick's fatigue seemed to vanish. He would bend down, ruffle the cub's hair, and give him the spring water.
As for Catriona, it was only when he left the room that he would casually glance her way, then leave.
After he left the room.
Catriona received a text from Roderick with two short words: "Come out."
Was he planning where to take Cedric tomorrow?
Couldn't he have just said it in the message? Catriona stepped out.
Roderick stood in the hallway, tall and upright, with black hair and golden eyes, his face clean and handsome.
"What is it?" Catriona asked.
Roderick's golden eyes stared at her as he spoke coolly, "Tomorrow, it's my friend's birthday. I'm taking the cub."
They'd both been taking their son out together so often that Catriona was getting used to it. She nodded smoothly, "Alright, I'm off work tomorrow too. What time should we go?"
She sounded like she was coming along as well.
Roderick's dark, narrow eyes lingered on her for a moment, calm and unreadable. He replied coolly, "Tomorrow, I'll be taking the cub alone."
Catriona blinked, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks as she realized how naturally she'd assumed she'd be included.
Of course, it was Roderick's friend's birthday—why would he invite her along? Last time she'd joined her own friends for a meal, they'd even texted her beforehand, reminding her to keep things low-key.
She must have been too busy to think clearly!
"I'd like you to speak to him about it; he listens to you," Roderick added, his expression serious.
He didn't seem to take her previous "of course" to heart, instead focusing solely on business.
As a result, Catriona didn't feel as embarrassed.
She thought for a moment and said, "I never make decisions for him. I'll ask him for you; if he wants to go, I have no objections."
"Alright."
Roderick nodded and turned to leave.
Catriona watched his figure grow distant, raised her hand to pat her face, and thought, "Ah... it's still a bit embarrassing after all!"
She went into the room.
She told her son about it.
When Cedric learned his mother wasn't going either, he was a little stunned. "Why isn't Mommy going?"
Catriona thought to herself, "It's your dad's friend's birthday. Our relationship is uniquely awkward, and it's not appropriate for me to go."
Of course, she couldn't say that to her son.
However, her son was always so understanding.
Before she could even speak, Cedric nodded in understanding, "I get it, Mommy is busy."
Catriona...
Catriona smiled. "Would you like to go with Dad? It should be fun, and he would be happy to have you there."
Cedric pursed his small lips and nodded. "Alright, since he wants me to..."
So, the next day.
When the designer rolled in formal little tailcoats, suits, and various small boots and shoes into the grand living room,
Catriona finally realized that Roderick had informed the designer in advance, planning to take the cub to a friend's birthday party today.
She picked through the options and finally dressed her son in a charming white shirt, loose black shorts, knee-high socks, and little leather shoes.
Cedric was only four, yet his features were already distinct—a high nose bridge and a defined jawline. Anyone would praise him as a handsome child. He stood in the bright, spacious living room, his little brow furrowed, embodying the title of "young master."
Roderick, dressed in a black shirt, looking more relaxed than usual, glanced at Catriona and gave a slight nod. "We're leaving."
Catriona said anxiously, "Please don't leave his side for even a moment."
She knew Roderick was strong, and her child was as safe as could be with him, but as a mother, she couldn't ease her worry.
She thought she would hear Roderick's mocking laughter,
mocking her ignorance or chastising her for being presumptuous.
After all, as the Alpha of the werewolves, how could he fail to protect the cub?
Unexpectedly, Roderick responded seriously, "I understand."
He had always believed that pure humans were fickle and frivolous in relationships—a prejudice of his.
But a mother's love was different.
In any race, a mother's love was great, sacred, and worthy of respect.
"Goodbye, Mommy." Cedric stood on tiptoes, kissed her on the cheek, and waved his little hand.
"Have fun, Honey."
As she watched the black luxury car carrying her son drive away, Catriona slowly exhaled, finally relaxing.
Alright, now she had nothing to do.
With rare time to herself, she suddenly didn't know what to do.
Just then, her friend Eulalia called, inviting her to go out shopping and eat.
Catriona immediately agreed, went back to her room to tidy up, put on some simple makeup, grabbed her bag, and headed out.
