Yang Mu'an, who had no idea what was going on, crawled over obediently, sat beside Mu Wanqing, opened her mouth to drink the chicken soup that Mu Wanqing brought over, and said inarticulately: "Mom, uncle said, After An An recovered from her illness, I took An An to learn Taekwondo, mom, An An will work hard to learn Taekwondo, so that if someone bullies her mother in the future, An An can protect her mother."

"Mom, An An will never let anyone bully you again."

"Not even uncle."

"Mother belongs to An An alone, and An An will take good care of her mother."

"I will protect you very well, just like my mother protects An'an now..."

"..."

……

Listening to her son's immature but extremely pious oath, Mu Wanqing listened, tears rolled down suddenly and without warning.

Regardless of whether Yang Muan can do what she says in the future, but at this moment, at least Mu Wanqing is: die without regrets.

But any mother who hears her son say these words, I am afraid that her reaction will be the same as her reaction, just like being in the cold winter, when she is freezing to death, someone suddenly comes to hug her, and the warmth of the other person is constant. Spread to the 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 that she was so happy.

dizzy with happiness...

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Mufan gently pushed open the ward, and saw Mu Wanqing lying on her side on the bed through the crack of the door, singing nursery rhymes while gently and rhythmically running her hands along Yang Muan's back to coax him to sleep.

There was a dim light in his dark brown eyes, and he closed the door calmly, then turned and left.

Four p.m.

After Mu Wanqing saw that her son had completely fallen asleep, she gently pulled her arm back from under his little head.

As soon as her left arm moved, the whole arm became sore and numb as if it wasn't her own, and Mu Wanqing's whole face twisted.

Gritting her teeth and waiting until the soreness in her arm disappeared, she left the ward lightly.

Originally, she wanted to go to the dean's office and ask Yang Mufan what to do with An An's surgery.

However, as soon as she got out of the elevator, she turned around and saw Yang Mufan in a black windbreaker on the corridor balcony three meters away, with one hand propped on the guardrail, smoking a cigarette slowly, while Wen Xiaorou It was hugging him from behind, and the whole body was attached to his tall and broad back.

Mu Wanqing stood there in a daze, looking at the winter sun from the west, slanting towards it, coating the two of them with a layer of dazzling golden light, so warm and dreamy, Mu Wanqing felt that she would be overwhelmed all at once. They were severely isolated from their world, even if they squeezed their heads with all their strength, they couldn't squeeze in, not even a tiny bit.

Wen Xiaorou's sweet voice came pleasantly, and 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 suitable for An An. You see how cute and beautiful An An is. I believe God will not be so cruel to him. An An will definitely Longevity……"

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