He is willing to protect his wife and children with his life, so that their lives will be safe and happy.

After coaxing her son to sleep, Zheng Yuan couldn't help hiding in the bathroom, covering her face and weeping silently, her whole body twitched in pain as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out.

Watching her son attack, she was in more pain and anxiety than anyone else. She hated herself to death, and the feeling of powerlessness was about to drive herself crazy.

In front of the children, she had to force a smile and try to maintain a normal appearance, but God knows how difficult it is, she is suffering every minute, like ants on a frying pan, the pain is heartbreaking.

Want to cry but dare not cry, can only wait for the child to fall asleep, hide and cry, I don't know when this tormenting day will end.

The bathroom door was pushed open, a pair of big palms hugged her, and gentle kisses fell like raindrops, "Don't cry, he will be fine, my son is not that fragile."

Her crying eyes were red and swollen, and her face was pale, but in his eyes, she was the most beautiful woman.

He finally understood the pain he endured for his beloved son, and felt even more distressed.

He finally realized how difficult it was for a single woman to bring up a child. When the child was sick, she had to be by her side day and night, not daring to leave for a moment.

She has to take the child to school in the morning and evening, and she has to support her son. The burden of life is all on her thin shoulders.

But these, she never mentioned, never complained in front of the children, always smiling, cheerful and gentle.

Under the beautiful smile, it is painful, and it is so hard to carry it alone.

His heart hurts and he feels very uncomfortable. For the first time, he feels that he is a jerk.

Zheng Yuan fell into his arms, her teeth clenched her clothes on her chest, tears quickly wet her chest, "I hate it so much, why is it not me who is sick? Why do you torture such a young child?"

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his courage to her, and murmured comfortingly, "It will be fine. I promise."

Apart from this sentence, he didn't know what to say, he had a lot to say, but when he came to his mouth, he found it was so pale and powerless.

Those words only make sense if the child is freed from the torment of the disease.

Zheng Yuan burst into tears, and for the first time let her show her weak side, looking at him eagerly, as if he was the only salvation. "Really?"

His heart was so soft that he wished he could rub her into his body.

"real."

With his strong assurance, her restless heart finally relaxed a little bit. It feels so good to have someone to rely on and stay with.

At this moment, she is not alone, but with him.

"You don't know that when he was born, I had no milk, and he refused to drink milk powder, which made me anxious. Seeing him crying from hunger, my heart aches..."

She murmured to herself, expressing the pain and anxieties that had been unknown for these years, and finally found an outlet to vent.

She no longer has to be alone in fear, she doesn't have to support herself, she doesn't have to worry about everything changing when she closes her eyes.

Ouyang Yun's heart was riddled with holes, but he didn't know that his wife and children had suffered so much.

"It's my fault. I should stay by your side and watch him grow up little by little."

It was his life's luck to meet such a fragile yet strong woman.

Zheng Yuan was so weak from crying that she held onto his clothes tightly, like a lost child, her eyes widened in fear, "He is my life, without him, I would not live."

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