you are my lifelong love

Chapter 78
Something happened that Ling Chuxia never dreamed of.

When she opened her eyes, a strange child's face appeared in front of her, and it was a completely shrunken version of Mu Hanjue.

She was completely stunned for a moment, and she even thought she was dreaming.

"Mom!" The child was very excited to see her wake up, and called her excitedly.

Ling Chuxia's tears poured out of her eyes unconsciously.

her child...

It's her child!
She stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to touch the child's face, she wanted to tell herself that this was not a dream.

The face of the child in the dream was sometimes blurred, but the one in front of her was indeed extremely clear.

At this moment, her heart suddenly warmed up, and she felt that it was worth it, and it was worth it for so many years.You don't need anything, nothing is so important anymore, the most important thing is now in your hands, in your arms!
It's her child, the biggest in her life

Wearing a white T-shirt and blue denim overalls, with soft black hair and sparkling eyes, he looked very cute, like a delicate little prince.

When Ling Chuxia's hand touched him, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, then climbed onto Ling Chuxia's hospital bed with great effort, clenched his fists tightly with his small hands, and then threw his small body into Ling Chuxia's embrace. Her small head was buried in Ling Chuxia's chest, tears continued in her eyes, her small body trembled and her shoulders trembled.

"Mom, I'm Chenchen..." Mu Yuchen choked up and said, looking at Ling Chuxia with intimacy and admiration in his eyes.

This is his mother too!What a beautiful mother!

It was really his mother!
Her embrace is so warm and fragrant...

Mu Yuchen rubbed against Ling Chuxia's arms, and her hair was tied into Ling Chuxia's chin, which made her feel a little itchy, and it seemed to make her heart a little itchy.

Ling Chuxia hugged her body tightly, really afraid that she would find out that it was just a dream when she opened her eyes.

And Mu Yuchen also hugged Ling Chuxia tightly.

Mu Yuchen didn't expect that his father would suddenly tell him to take him to see his mother. Because of this, he woke up at five o'clock in the morning, and then began to look for clothes in his small closet.

Mu Yuchen is not satisfied with any of them, he is afraid that he is not cute enough and his mother will dislike him.

Until his commotion was so loud that Zhou Hui got into a commotion, Zhou Hui could only laugh and cry to choose clothes for his little grandson until he was satisfied.

Although Mu Yuchen endured it all the time, he still cried in the end, but he didn't cry out. He buried his face in Ling Chuxia's chest and burst into tears. Ling Chuxia's clothes were wet with tears, snot, and saliva.

The mother and son hugged each other, and Mu Yuchen cried for about ten minutes before stopping, his shoulders shrank, and he started to feel embarrassed when his mood stabilized, but it should have nothing to do with his mother.

He raised his head and looked at Ling Chuxia pitifully with a pair of misty eyes: "Mom, I miss you so much..."

Ling Chuxia could no longer find her own voice, and could only watch him shed tears silently.

On the other side, Mu Hanjue was standing at the door, seeing his son being held in Ling Chuxia's arms, he couldn't see what his expression was like, but he could feel such an unusual heartbeat from a distance.

He felt that the surrounding air pressure seemed to drop very low all of a sudden, and his breathing seemed to be difficult.

In his heart, something began to change, that melting feeling.

At this moment, he seemed to know what he suddenly wanted and what he wanted to grab...

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Although Ling Chuxia's body was still a little uncomfortable because of the previous fever, but now she seemed to feel a lot more relaxed after seeing her son, and her body was filled with strength all of a sudden, maybe it was due to psychological reasons.

At noon, Mu Hanjue and Ling Chuxia took Mu Yuchen to dinner together.

But Ling Chuxia didn't eat much at all, she only cared about feeding her son, ladling soup and vegetables for him.

The chopsticks reached to Mu Yuchen's mouth, Mu Yuchen glanced at his mother and obediently ate them all.

Mu Hanjue watched as his son obediently ate everything he didn't usually like, and even didn't eat at all.

Really...

Mu Hanjue didn't know what to say.

"Chenchen, what's your favorite food?" Ling Chuxia asked cautiously, for she was afraid that she might get her son something he didn't like.

But Ling Chuxia didn't know that Mu Yuchen's heart was about to blossom now, how could he care about what his mother gave him.

While eating, Mu Yuchen suddenly threw himself into Ling Chuxia's arms, tightly holding his mother's waist.

"What's the matter, dear..." Ling Chuxia felt soft in her heart.

The mother and son here are "tender and sweet", but seeing Mu Hanjue's eyes is very depressed, he is like an outsider, as if he is an indifferent existence.

"Eat obediently." Mu Hanjue said in a calm voice.

But now that Mu Yuchen has a mother, he doesn't care about what his father said at all, and is still tired of being in Ling Chuxia's soft embrace, being held and fed by her.

Mu Hanjue: ...

After eating, Ling Chuxia was lying on the hospital bed, and Mu Yuchen was lying with her. The two of them were tired of having a lot to say.

Mu Yuchen wants to tell his mother what he likes to do, and also wants to know what his mother likes.

And Mu Hanjue could only sit silently on the sofa in the ward.

After a while, maybe it was so comfortable in my mother's arms, and I fell asleep without knowing it.

"You...why did you bring him here?" Ling Chuxia lowered her head and said.

She really didn't understand why Mu Hanjue brought Mu Yuchen here, in fact, she didn't even understand why Mu Hanjue came to find her, shouldn't it be because she hoped that she would never appear in front of Mu Yuchen.

And... doesn't he care about Lu Xuan's feelings... Why does his son call her mother instead of recognizing Lu Xuan as his mother...

How have these years been...

It has been so many years, and she even feels that those were all a dream, and the peaceful life now belongs to her completely, truly belongs to her.

But now the child reminded her again.

Those are not dreams.

She once bore a child to a man and left in despair.

And now, the child was lying in her arms.

But what should she do after that...

This child will not live with her in the future.But looking at the child she had conceived so hard and seeing his peaceful sleeping face, Ling Chuxia felt that if she couldn't see this child in the future, her heart would be gouged out.

That bloody pain.

son, her son...

(End of this chapter)