But Liao Wen spoke up: "Good boy Zhou Zhou, why don't we sleep together? Mom is so sleepy now. She will have a headache if she doesn't sleep."
Zhou Zhou didn't say anything.
She really likes her mother who is recovering from illness. She really likes her mother to hold her and smile at her.
But she didn't want her mother to have a headache. She didn't know what it felt like to have a headache, but she had had a stomachache before, and it was very uncomfortable.
She doesn't want her mother to feel uncomfortable.
She suppressed her crying and held Liao Wen's hand: "Mom, let's go to bed."
The little girl's aggrieved look made Liao Wen couldn't help but hug her: "Good boy, mommy will take you to take a bath. How about Zhou Zhou and mom sleeping together tonight? This way, mom and Zhou Zhou won't be separated."
"Is that okay?" Zhou Zhou's voice contained a hint of sobs.
"Of course you can. Our Zhou Zhou is full of milky fragrance. Mom will definitely have a beautiful dream when she hugs Zhou Zhou when she sleeps." Liao Wen carried Zhou Zhou to the bathroom upstairs while talking to Zhou Zhou gently.
Say this.
Zhou Zhou didn't reply but hugged Liao Wen's neck tightly, full of dependence.
Liao Wen has never helped other children bathe, so she doesn't know what other children are like, but their Zhou Zhou is really well-behaved and soft, and she also helps wash their hair and scratch their backs.
After taking a shower, Liao Wen simply wrapped her hair and helped Zhou Zhou clean it up.
Zhou Zhou was lying on Liao Wen's knees in pink pajamas. Liao Wen helped her blow her hair. Because she was afraid of damaging the child's hair, she turned on the hair dryer at the lowest setting.
The gentle breeze carried a bit of warmth, just as gentle as my mother today. Zhou Zhou tightly tugged on the corner of Liao Wen's pajamas.
After the mother and daughter finished cleaning up, they lay down on the bed together. The incandescent light had been turned off, leaving only the warm yellow wall lamp beside the bed.
Zhou Zhou huddled next to Liao Wen, who found a few storybooks from nowhere.
"Can mommy read us a bedtime story?"
"Okay." Zhou Zhou replied in a milky voice.
Liao Wen flipped through it briefly and found that the stories were simple fables that were very educational. She picked a few and read them to Zhou Zhou.
It was getting late at this time, almost half past ten, and Liao Wen's gentle voice slowly circulated in the room.
However, after reading five or six stories in a row, the eyes of the little girl next to Liao Wen were still wide open.
After Liao Wen finished reading another story, she lowered her eyes and looked at Zhou Zhou's porridge, her eyes still shining, and paused for a moment.
"Porridge, we have reached this point in our story today. We will continue next time. Mom is very sleepy. How about we go to bed first?"
Zhou Zhou's eyes flashed with disappointment for a moment, but she still nodded obediently: "Okay."
Liao Wen patted Zhou Zhou on the shoulder, put the storybook on Yi's bedside table, and fell asleep.
"Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Liao Wen tried her best to ignore Zhou Zhi's disappointed eyes and closed her eyes. It wasn't that she didn't want to continue telling the story, but she felt that Zhou Zhi didn't need to sleep tonight if she continued.
She had noticed a long time ago that Zhou Cong must have been sleepy for a long time. She had lowered her eyes countless times and saw Zhou Cong taking a nap. However, just when she continued to tell the story and thought Zhou Cong was asleep, she lowered her eyes and saw
Zhou Zhou's eyes were brighter than anyone else's.
Liao Wen sighed and thought it was Zhou Zhou who was attracted by the story and didn't want to sleep.
However, she didn't know that even if she took the lead and closed her eyes, Zhou Zhou on the other side didn't go to sleep. Instead, she kept blinking to control her sleepiness.
Zhou Zhou didn't want to sleep, she didn't want her mother to disappear.
However, as Liao Wen's pats on her back became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped, she knew that her mother was asleep.
But she still didn't want to sleep. It didn't matter if her mother fell asleep. As long as she didn't sleep, it would never get dark. Her mother would always be there until dawn.
Others don't know Zhou Cong's silly thoughts, but the system in her mind is clear.
The child's inexplicable persistence and thoughts may be because it saw that Zhou Zhou was persevering too hard, and the system finally couldn't help but speak.
[Zhou Zhou, you should go to sleep. Even if you don’t sleep, the sky will still be bright. When the sky is bright, the day will be over. 】
Zhou Zhou heard the system's voice, and she blinked her sour eyes. She probably understood that the system did not lie to her, and that the system told the truth.
But she still insisted on looking at Liao Wen with her eyes open, very stubborn.
[No way, as long as I don’t sleep, it won’t be bright. If I didn’t sleep last night, it wouldn’t be bright. 】
The system sighed helplessly.
Zhou Zhou was originally a three-year-old child. No matter how hard she tried, she had already violated her biological clock, and her arms were sore from playing all day. She could not last long.
I don't know when I fell asleep in a daze.
When he woke up again, he was woken up by the sunshine outside the window. Zhou Zhou opened his eyes in a daze, not understanding what was going on.
She just felt that the surrounding environment was a little strange, and her little mind turned around a few times before she remembered what happened yesterday.
She went to bed with her mother last night. She didn't want to sleep at first, but why did she fall asleep and it was dawn?
Zhou Zhou subconsciously looked at Liao Wen on the bed. Liao Wen's eyelashes kept trembling as if she was about to wake up.
Zhou Zhou was inexplicably nervous and cautiously called out: "Mom."
Liao Wen's eyes opened, not as gentle and clear as yesterday.
She looked at Zhou Zhi blankly, and then pushed Zhou Zhi out of bed: "Get out of here, stay away from me!"
Zhou Zhou fell to the bedside, stared blankly at Liao Wen holding her head on the bed, and burst into tears.