: "I'm afraid my mother has to answer this question. She knows better."
I don't know anything, don't ask me!
For the first time, Shu Tinglan realized what it means to throw a stone at one's own foot. He should not have tried to save trouble in the first place.
In the end, Shu Xiaohe still didn't give up and looked at her helplessly and continued to ask
: "Can grandma also come back from heaven?"
She felt that the photos of her grandma and her dad were kept together, and they both went to heaven. So if dad comes back, grandma should also come back, right?
Children's imagination is always too big. In the originally quite relaxed atmosphere, when you mentioned grandma, Shu Tinglan flashed for a moment. She always felt regretful in her heart. If her mother was still alive, she would see these two lovely children.
How happy should your baby be?
"Although grandma can't come back, she will always watch us and protect us." She said.
Now that she has returned to Senzhou and this house, she doesn't want to think about or mention many things in the past anymore. People always have to move forward.
When she went to bed at night, because it was her first day in Senzhou, the two children didn't want to sleep separately from her, so they pestered her in her bedroom and asked her to tell her bedtime stories and sleep with her. Shu Tinglan had no choice but to agree.
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Zhuo Yuan was very restrained towards Shu Tinglan in front of the children and never made any move that crossed the line. Just before going to bed, he came to their room to say good night. As a result, Shu Xiaohe was very surprised when she saw him at the door.
shouted happily
: "I want dad to tell me a story."
Shu Xiaonian also sat and looked at him expectantly.
"No, dad wants to go back to sleep." Shu Tinglan refused.
Shu Xiaohe is not that easy to dismiss,
: "My classmate said that her parents sleep with her every night. Sometimes mom tells stories, sometimes dad tells stories. I have never heard dad tell stories." The voice was aggrieved.
Shu Tinglan looked at Shu Xiaohe and thought, "Are you sent by God to defeat your mother?"
She could only hope that Shu Xiaonian, who had always been sensible, would refuse. As a result, Shu Xiaonian sat in the middle of the bed and looked at Zhuo Yu'an eagerly, with eyes full of expectation.
I really want to hear my dad tell me a bedtime story.
Shu Tinglan sighed, unable to bear to refuse the children's request, and unable to explain to the children why mom and dad lived under the same roof but did not sleep in the same room.
Zhuo Yu'an was a shrewd person and caught the hesitation in her eyes. He immediately walked into the room and took the picture book in her hand.
: "Dad will tell you."
The two children were lying next to him, one on the left and the other on the right, quietly listening to his story. Shu Tinglan was unable to walk because Shu Xiaonian was holding his hand, so he had to lie next to him and listen.
His voice was gentle and low. Although it did not have any cadence or emotion, it was more sincere and devoted. The two children listened with rapt attention. Shu Tinglan lay aside and listened quietly.
After finishing a book, Zhuo Yuan looked down and saw that not only the two children in his arms were asleep, but Shu Tinglan next to him also fell asleep at some point. He was breathing very lightly and his half-long hair was scattered on his fair cheeks.
, she lay close to Shu Xiaonian's back and slept soundly.