Dressed up as a Real Mom

As night was approaching, the New Year's Eve dinner was ready. Wei Yuanhang was called back from next door, and the family of three sat at the table.

"Wow, there are so many delicious foods today!" The child exclaimed and sniffed exaggeratedly.

He Xiaoyun prepared three cups and poured a cup of canned soup for herself and Wei Yuanhang, and Wei Jianwei had a glass of wine in front of him. She raised the cup and said, "Happy New Year to us, cheers!"

"Cheers." Wei Jianwei clinked glasses with her and drank a drink, but his eyes fell on her, with a smile in his eyes.

"Cheers!" The little kid was holding the cup with a look of excitement, he drank the sweet soup, and put the cup on the table boldly, "Mom, I want more!"

He Xiaoyun took away his cup and gave him a dumpling, "Eat first, then drink after eating."

"All right."

After she finished feeding the child, she turned around and saw that there was also a dumpling in her bowl. She looked at Wei Jianwei and found that the other person was also looking at her.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, He Xiaoyun understood what he meant and gave him a dumpling amusedly, "The chopsticks are in your own hands, why do you want me to feed you?"

"Just want to." Wei Jianwei saidd.

He Xiaoyun gave him another dumpling, "Hurry up and eat, you're not even as good as Xioayuan."

For the time being, as long as she gave Wei Yuanhang some food, she must give Wei Jianwei too, otherwise, the man would stare at her.

After eating and tidying up, the family of three sat by the stove to slowly countdown.

He Xiaoyun hugged Wei Yuanhang on her lap and read him a storybook.

The coal stove was burning. There was hot water atop it, and pine nuts were roasted in the gap. Wei Jianwei took a chopstick and flicked it, listening to He Xiaoyun reading a story, peeling a few pine nuts, and feeding it to her from time to time.

There was a sound of firecrackers in the distance. He Xiaoyun happened to finish reading the story and asked the child: "Do you know why firecrackers are set off during the Chinese New Year?"

Wei Yuanhang shook his head, "Why?"

"Because in the past, there was a monster called Nian, and every year at the end of it, he would go to the village to make trouble... The crackling sound scared Nian away, so later on, everyone would set off firecrackers on that day and call this the New Year."

After hearing this, Wei Yuanhang squeezed his small fist and said, "Nian is a big badass!" (Ahahahaha why so cute baby yuanhang?)

He Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Yes, but it has been driven away by people, so it doesn't dare to come again."

After reading two more stories, the child became sleepy, He Xiaoyun put him on the bed, and then returned to the stove, preparing to continue to watch the year.

Before sitting down, Wei Jianwei suddenly grabbed her waist and she fell onto his lap.

He Xioayun was startled, and subconsciously grasped his arm, after slowing down, she hit him, "Can't you just tell me in advance?"

Wei Jianwei buried his face on her neck. After drinking a glass of white wine during the meal, a whiff of alcohol remained in his breath. 

The two of them were alone in the room. If he wanted to hug, He Xiaoyun would go along with him. She was used to it anyway, so she leaned back on the sturdy chest of the man.

The fire in the stove was reddish, and the sound of firecrackers outside the window came from everywhere. He Xiaoyun slightly reminiscent. 

When she was young, she always looked forward to the New Year. When she grew up, she felt that year after year, time flies by, and her years have slipped away without waiting for her to catch anything.

But this year is the most special one in her history.

A year ago, she was alone in the hospital, counting with her fingers how long she would live. Today, one year later, she has a healthy body, a family, a partner, and a child, and many years to come. They will all spend it together.

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Jianwei asked.

He Xiaoyun squeezed his hand around her waist and said, "I'm thinking, it's great like this."

Wei Jianwei kissed her on the cheek without speaking. (Ahhhhhhhhh sanaol)

There was an impulse in He Xiaoyun's heart, and she wanted to ask if he knew who she really was. Did he find that she was different from the original one? When was it discovered? What does he think about this?

She even wanted to tell him where she came from, and she wanted to talk to him about her despair when she was alone and waiting for death, as well as the joy and troubles after being transmigrated, and her vision for the future... She has so many things that she can't talk to anyone about. She doesn't know if she can tell him.

But in the end, this impulse was suppressed again.

Maybe one day in the future, she will confess, but not now.

Wei Yuanhang let out a babble on the bed, and He Xiaoyun turned her head and looked at him, and then turned back again when she saw that he was still asleep.

As the night got deeper, she said: "Should we also sleep?"

He Xiaoyun has been accustomed to going to bed early, and it's not easy to stay awake until twelve o'clock at night.

Wei Jianwei didn't answer. He kissed her on the cheek just now, and his lips never left. The fine kiss fell on the corner of her mouth for a while and then fell on her lips.

He Xiaoyun reached out, and patted him on the face, trying to push him away, "Why are you like a puppy?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that the palm of her hand had been licked. He Xiaoyun immediately retracted her hand and said in a bad mood: "Are you drunk?"

She was mocking him, but Wei Jianwei nodded confidently and said, "Yes, I'm drunk." (Such confidence.)

He Xiaoyun glared at the cheeky man and couldn't speak. He only drank a glass of wine, and it had been two or three hours after he drank it. He wasn't drunk just now, but now he is drunk? And now he's behaving like a gangster. Why is he so shameless?!