I even imagined that you could talk, hug me, and be my closest partner. And all of this really happened one day, but it was just a dream of mine... You were my childhood sweetheart. The first touch of color, thank you, Winnie the Pooh, thank you for bringing me joy...]
An Ruo read the letter carefully several times, but still couldn't see anything. Finally, she closed the picture book in disappointment, turned off the light and went to sleep.
But she couldn't sleep, and what came over and over in her mind were the letters in the picture book.
She recalled those letters over and over again, feeling that some of the contents were familiar and some were not.
She tried hard to associate and recall places that felt familiar, but because she thought so hard, her head began to hurt.[
She really couldn't bear the pain, so she had to give up the memory. She stayed up until late at night with her eyes open, and then she fell asleep in a daze.
Perhaps because she thought too much during the day, she slept very unsteadily at night, and many sporadic scenes appeared in her dreams. The scenes were so messy that not only did she not write down anything, she actually slept poorly all night long.
In City J, it was still dark before dawn, and Kangkang woke up from his dream, shouting for his mother.
He dreamed that his mother was asking for help on a plane, but the plane exploded and his mother died with her.
He had this dream more than once, and he was scared every time he had this dream.
Kangkang sat up in shock, his face still covered with sweat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and found that it was still dark.
But he didn't dare to sleep alone anymore, he was afraid of nightmares.
After getting out of bed, he secretly went to his father's room and opened his door. He wanted to sneak into his father's bed and sleep with him, but he found that there was no one in the dark room.
The little guy walked in doubtfully, wondering where his father had gone, and happened to see him sitting on the wicker chair on the balcony, looking into the distance.
Kangkang walked up to him and asked him doubtfully: "Dad, did you just wake up or have you not slept all night?"
Tang Yuchen turned his head to look at him, placed his big hand on his head, and asked with concern: "Did you have another nightmare?"
Thinking of the scene in the dream, the little guy's face immediately showed a sad look. He walked up to Tang Yuchen and sat in his arms with his back to him. His small body was nestled against his strong chest, feeling very at ease.
Holding his father's big hand with his little hand, Kangkang asked him gently: "Dad, have you ever dreamed about your mother? Did she say anything to you?"
The man behind him said in a low voice: "No, dad has never dreamed about your mom."
"Why doesn't mom come to dad's dream? She doesn't come to talk to me in my dream either." As for the dream about her having an accident on the plane, that was all his own fantasy.
Tang Yuchen explained: "If she doesn't come to our dreams, it means she is still alive."
Kangkang suddenly looked up at him and asked happily: "Really?"
The next second, the joy in his eyes was replaced by shock.
"Dad, you..."[
Tang Yuchen covered his eyes and said softly: "Dad is fine, don't worry, dad will always accompany you to grow up and will not leave you alone."
He is his and An Ruo's flesh and blood, so he will not give up on himself. He will definitely live well, wait for An Ruo to come back, and raise their children well.
Kangkang took his hand and nodded firmly: "Dad, I will always be by your side and will not leave you alone. I believe that one day, mother will come back!"
