It was almost dawn, and the children were all asleep beside them. Yu Wenhao was holding Yuan Qing and Ling Ye was half lying on the bed. Neither of them felt sleepy, fearing that they would miss every moment together.
From knowing to accepting, it only took half a night. When there are responsibilities on your shoulders, you can't even be sad. This is the price of growing up.
Yuan Qing leaned in Yu Wenhao's arms and whispered: "Lao Wu, if this is my last remaining day, then I definitely don't want to spend it in sorrow. I once thought that if I could predict my future
What will I do when I die? Then I must leave everyone with the best smile and the happiest moment. I will definitely not cry and make everyone sad for me. Therefore, we will do our best these two days.
I am so happy, what I want to remember is your smile, and I also hope you will remember my smile, not my tears."
Yu Wenhao held back the dull pain in his heart and choked up: "I understand, and I will work hard to do it."
The two hugged each other until dawn, then got up to wash up together, and went to the next room to see the little melon seeds.
I woke up twice in the middle of the night to drink milk and change diapers. Now I was sleeping deeply. The child, who was not yet one month old, was as white and tender as porcelain jade. Then I didn’t know what I was dreaming about. I frowned and groaned.
He made two sounds, as if he was about to cry.
Yuan Qingling gently stroked her chest, "Don't be afraid, my baby, even if your mother is not by your side, she will always love you, and your father and brother will always be with you to grow up with you."
Let you experience the joys and sorrows of your future life.
Tears filled her eyes, and she was the one I missed the most. I had never heard her call me mother, never seen her toddling, never seen her running towards her with a smile.
Baozi also came over barefoot. It was a cold day. He woke up and didn't see his mother. He was so anxious that he ran over without wearing any shoes.
Yu Wenhao picked him up and said, "Why don't you wear any shoes?"
Baozi hugged his neck and leaned his head on Yu Wenhao's face, "I'm afraid mom is gone."
Yuan Qingling raised her head and smiled slightly, "Silly boy, if mother wants to leave, she will definitely tell you, and we made an agreement tonight to take you to Jinghu Lake together."
Baozi stretched out his hand and put it on Yuan Qingling's face, "Do you want to take Xiaoqi with you?"
"Xiao Qi?" Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment.
"Sister!" Baozi pointed at the small melon seeds.
Yuan Qingling asked strangely: "Why is it Xiao Qi? Even if he is behind you, he is still Xiao Liu."
"Xiao Liu is Guang'er. Guang'er is your adopted daughter, and naturally she is also our younger sister." Baozi said domineeringly, regardless of whether she was born by her mother, there are not too many sisters.
Yuan Qingling smiled softly, "Well, you are right."
She and Yu Wenhao looked at each other with mixed feelings of sadness and joy.