Yang Mu'an, who had no idea what was going on, obediently crawled over and sat next to Mu Wanqing. While opening his mouth to drink the chicken soup Mu Wanqing sent him, he said inarticulately: "Mom, uncle said,
After An An recovers from her illness, I will take An An to learn Taekwondo. Mom, An An will work hard to learn Taekwondo, so that if someone bullies her in the future, An An can protect her."
"Mom, An An will never let anyone bully you again."
"Not even uncle."
"Mother is An'an alone, and An'an will protect her mother well."
"I will protect An An very well, just like my mother protects An An now..."
"..."
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Listening to her son's immature but extremely pious vows, Mu Wanqing's tears suddenly rolled down without any warning.
No matter whether Yang Muan can do what he said in the future, at this moment, at least Mu Wanqing is: dying without regrets.
Any mother who hears her son say these words will probably have the same reaction as her, like she is in the cold winter, and when she is about to freeze to death, someone suddenly comes over and hugs her, and the other person's warm body temperature keeps
It spread to my heart, so hot, so warm...
Mu Wanqing's tears fell one after another uncontrollably, but the corners of her mouth were raised high.
Although she was crying, she really felt so happy.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Mufan gently pushed open the ward, and through the crack in the door, he saw Mu Wanqing lying on her side on the bed, singing children's songs while gently and rhythmically running her hands along Yang Mu'an's back to coax him to sleep.
There was a hint of dark light in his dark brown eyes, and he closed the door quietly, then turned and left.
Four p.m.
After Mu Wanqing saw that her son had completely fallen asleep, she gently pulled her arm away from under his little head.
As soon as she moved her left arm, the whole arm felt sore and numb, as if it was not her own, and Mu Wanqing's entire little face became distorted.
She gritted her teeth and waited until the pain in her arm disappeared, then she left the ward quietly.
Originally, she wanted to go to the dean's office and ask Yang Mufan what to do next for An An's surgery.
However, as soon as she got out of the elevator and turned around, she saw Yang Mufan in a black windbreaker on the corridor balcony three meters away, leaning on the guardrail with one hand and smoking slowly without a puff, while Wen Xiaorou
She was hugging him from behind, with her whole body pressed against his tall and broad back.
Mu Wanqing stood there in a daze, looking at the westward winter sunlight, slanting in, coating the two of them with a dazzling golden light. It was so warm and dreamy, Mu Wanqing felt that she suddenly
They were severely isolated from their world. Even if they squeezed their heads with all their strength, they could not squeeze in, not even a little bit.
Wen Xiaorou's sweet voice came out beautifully, and paired with such a sunset, it was extremely soft and moving.
She said: "Mu Fan, don't worry too much. I believe that Sirius will find a second heart that is suitable for An An. You see how cute and beautiful An An is. I believe that God will not be so cruel to him. An An will certainly
