His son...he never imagined that he was already a father
He is not qualified as a father...
"Xiao Nuo and I will go visit him in a few days. That's it. Xiao Nuo is back and we're going to have dinner." Lian Ze panicked and raised his right hand to cover his eyes.
Wen Nan hummed and hung up the phone with a smile.
After kissing the baby again, Wen Nan raised his head and said to Leng Han beside him: "Aren't you worried now? They are fine, but Lian Ze seems very tired."
Leng Han shrugged, raised his head and glanced at the sky outside the window, and suddenly felt that the day was getting bluer and bluer.
Letting go is also a kind of love. It is a kind of love called fulfillment. It fulfilled Xiaonuo and Lianze, and it also fulfilled Wen Nan. As for whether it fulfills himself, it depends on whether he can fall in love with Wen Nan in the future.
In short, he doesn't regret letting go and he doesn't hate Wen Nan either.
After hanging up the phone, Lian Ze held his face in his hands and returned to the hospital bed, feeling weak all over.
His son, if his son grows up and knows that there have been so many misunderstandings and pains between his father and his mother, will he think that his father is very bad?
If his love could be a little firmer and braver, it wouldn't be like this...
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When Su Xiaonuo was pushed out of the examination room, his eyes were open, which made Qin Run and Xiao Yu excited and happy.
Su Xiaonuo looked at the two of them and blinked slowly
She looked at Qin Run, then at Xiao Yu, and then she was stunned for a while and closed her eyes again.
There were tears falling from the corners of her eyes, crystal clear and heart-piercing.
Su Xiaonuo was pushed back to the ward, but Xiao Yu and Qin Run were unable to move.
"Qin Run, does Sister Xiaonuo not recognize us?"
Qin Run was also worried about this and hurriedly led Xiao Yu back to the ward.
When he returned to the ward, he saw Lian Ze kneeling at the head of Su Xiaonuo's bed, holding her hand tightly.
But Su Xiaonuo had a fragile, ignorant look on his face.
She blinked slowly, looked at the man in front of her, the man with stubble, the man who was crying, and slowly frowned.
"Why are you crying? Is someone bullying you?" Her hoarse voice sounded in his ears, so unfamiliar.
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