Yun Zhongge, who had always been calm, could not sit still. He wanted to go out, but when he thought of Mu Ziyi's good intentions, he felt that if he really went out now, she would definitely be disappointed.
After thinking about it, the man simply sat on the chair and drank tea.
Perhaps it was the sound of tea flowing, and the woman on the bed woke up slightly.
"Yiyi, you're here..." The woman's voice was very gentle, like a spring breeze blowing through people's hearts.
Mu Ziyi had been taking care of her these past few days and did not hear the woman's voice. Yun Bing stood up and turned around to look, but her eyes were stunned for an instant and she was frozen in place, unable to move.
For the past three days, Mu Ziyi had been accompanying her, talking to her and relieving her boredom. She never expected that Yun Zhongge would appear in the room today.
Yun Zhongge just sat on the chair and drank tea quietly, without turning his head to look at her.
He knew that she was awake, but he was not ready yet. It could be said that he had not thought about how to talk to her, so he simply stopped talking.
Yun Bing felt indescribably happy when she suddenly saw him. She thought it was Mu Ziyi, after all, the well-behaved girl had been accompanying her for the past three days to relieve her boredom.
Yun Zhongge was at the inn, Mu Ziyi had told her about this.
But she hadn't seen him in the past three days, and her body hadn't recovered yet. Mu Ziyi said she needed to lie down and rest for a few days, so she suppressed the longing in her heart and stayed in the room without going anywhere.
But God knows how excited and even a little sad she felt when she found out that Yun Zhongge was in this inn, or even on the same floor as her.
Yun Zhongge is her son. She wants to see him, but she can't.
When she woke up and suddenly saw Yun Zhongge, Yun Bing was unprepared and just sat on the bed staring at him blankly.
Mu Ziyi didn't tell her beforehand, presumably to give her a surprise.
The atmosphere in the room was very quiet. Yun Bing stared at the man in the black robe with his eyes intently, a touch of love naturally showing in his eyes, and the longing in his heart had already turned into a river.
Xu Shi's eyes were so intense that Yun Zhongge, a calm and reserved person, could not sit still for a while.
He stood up, glanced at the woman indifferently, and said in a cold voice as if he were talking to a stranger: "Why, don't you recognize me?"
His voice pierced into the woman's heart like a sharp arrow, causing her heart to ache slightly.
This is her child, the child she has long awaited.
After she woke up, she had thought countless times about the scene where she would meet Yun Zhongge and what he might say, but she never thought that the man's words would actually be this.
As a woman, she failed.
As a mother, she is unqualified.
The corners of Yun Bing's mouth twitched slightly, and she wanted to call his name, but she was afraid that he wouldn't like it, so she shook her head and said quietly: "No."
It is said that children are the mother's heart and soul, and this is absolutely true.
Even though she had been in a coma for so many years, even though she had only met him a few times when she was a child. Maybe it was due to blood connection, but she recognized him with just one glance.
Seeing the indifference in the woman's eyes, Yun Zhongge's eyes turned slightly cold and he sneered: "But I don't know you."
These six short words pierced people's hearts like ice, making them feel painful.
His voice was unusually cold, and his eyes were cold and without any warmth, as if he didn't want to look at her anymore.