Until she saw the old scars on the minister's back.

It can be vaguely distinguished, there are pinched, hot, and beaten, although the traces are very faint, but after all, they left a mark.

Mu Shihuan breathed and froze.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand why Xiao Chen resisted to help him take a bath.

She wanted to speak, but tears came out before the sound came out.

Drop by drop.

"Mom, don't cry," Xiao Chen wiped her tears and shook his head firmly, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Mu Shihuan's eyes were hazy with tears.

"What's going on?" It took a long time for her to squeeze out her voice.

After realizing it, I realized that Li Jingyan only said that he was a junior minister found in Hong Kong City, but he didn't say anything specifically, and many bad pictures surfaced in his mind at once, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Xiao Chen pursed his lips and whispered, "The place where I used to live was beaten." ”

It's just a simple sentence, and I don't want to say anything more.

Really.

Mu Shihuan only felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest.

She couldn't help but hug him tightly, very tightly: "I'm sorry, it won't be in the future, my mother will protect you, okay?" ”

Xiao Chen's thin arm hugged her back.

"Okay, Xiaochen has a mother, and his mother will protect Xiaochen."

Mu Shihuan hugged him tighter, and his emotions were difficult to calm down for a while.

Xiao Chen kept in mind what his father said, he had to take care of his mother and not make his mother sad.

After thinking about it, he said, "Is it okay for mom to help Xiaochen take a bath?" Xiaochen also wants to have his mother to help him take a bath, and his mother hurts. ”

Mu Shihuan let go of him and saw the caution and expectation in his eyes.

But he is clearly his own child, so there is no need to be cautious about this.

So his former life ......

"Okay," Mu Shihuan touched his face, nodded and said gently, "Whatever the minister asks, as long as the mother can do it, it will meet the minister, and the mother will be very painful and hurt the minister." ”

Love him, love him, and make up for what has been lacking all these years.

She will try to be a good mother.

"Take a bath," holding back her tears, afraid that the bad emotions would infect him, she tried to raise her smile, and her tone became more and more gentle, "Mom will help you take a bath." ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Chen smiled, his eyes bright.

Mu Shihuan looked at it in his eyes, and the feeling of sadness was difficult to suppress.

But she restrained herself and didn't show it again.

After testing the water temperature, she let Xiao Chen into the bathtub, carefully applied shower gel to him, washed his hair, helped him rinse his body, and then dried it again, and changed him into pajamas in the suitcase.

After dressing, she picked up the minister.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that Xiao Chen was very light, he should be six years old, but he only looked like he was four or five years old, too thin.

Xiaochen seemed to know what she was thinking, and explained: "Dad took me to the hospital for a check-up, and also asked the dietitian uncle to make food for me every day, and Grandma Xu also took good care of me, Mom, Xiaochen is fine, he will be strong, and he will protect his parents in the future." ”

So sensible.

Mu Shihuan only felt that his heart was like being soaked in sour water, and the sourness was indescribable.

"Well," she nodded, "Mom will also take care of Xiaochen and make Xiaochen gain weight quickly." ”

She placed the minister on the couch.

"Mommy blows your hair."

"Thank you, Mom."

Mu Shihuan took the hair dryer and blew his hair softly.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of a hair dryer.

She looked at Xiao Chen's well-behaved and obedient side face, looked at his straight posture, and suddenly realized that Xiao Chen was really too sensible.

Blowing dry her hair with her heart in mind, she hugged him again

Go to the bed and let him lie down and cover the quilt.

"Mom," Xiao Chen looked at her expectantly, "Is Xiao Chen sleeping with his mother tonight?" ”

Mu Shihuan held back his sour emotions, nodded, and unconsciously coaxed: "Yes, doesn't the minister want to?" ”

The minister shook his head.

"Yes," he added, although his voice was small, but there was anticipation in every word, "I used to be alone, and I wanted to sleep with my mother once." ”

Mu Shihuan felt that the more she listened, the more uncomfortable she became.

"Mommy with you." She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

"Mom."

"Huh?"

Xiao Chen blinked and asked, "I want to say good night to my father, can I call my father?" Dad said he was going on a business trip for a while, and I wondered if Dad was on the plane. ”

"Whenever Dad is home, he will say goodnight to me." He looked at Mu Shihuan expectantly.

Mu Shihuan couldn't say no.

After all, it's true that he is the biological father of the minister.

Even if she and him never see each other again in this life, it can't stop their father and son from connecting.

"Yes." She struggled to keep her voice from the odds, and got up and took her phone.

Before handing it to him, she subconsciously asked, "...... your father's phone?"

Xiao Chen's eyes were bright, and he was obviously happy: "Mom, I remember!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Shihuan didn't say anything more, the phone was unlocked, and she handed it to him.

Xiao Chen happily took it and skillfully pressed a string of numbers.

Not for a while.

"Daddy!" He shouted into the phone.

Mu Shihuan had already gotten up and walked a few steps not far away, but he could still hear it clearly, especially the happiness in Xiao Chen's tone.

"Dad, are you going on a plane?" The minister asked.

"Not yet," said Li Jingyan on the other end of the phone, "Are you going home with your mother?" ”

Xiao Chen also had a smile in his eyes, and he and Li Jingyan talked a little more: "Well, I'm home, my mother helped me take a bath and blow my hair, I'll sleep with my mother tonight." ”

Li Jingyan listened patiently, but what came to his mind was Mu Shihuan's appearance tonight.

"Mommy, she ......"

Xiao Chen waited and waited, but he still didn't wait for the next sentence, and couldn't help asking: "Dad......"

"It's okay," Li Jingyan lowered his eyes to end the topic, and only commanded as before, "remember what Dad said to you." ”

Xiao Chen nodded heavily: "Okay Dad, Xiao Chen remembers, Dad, you have to take care of yourself." ”

Knowing that Li Jingyan was very busy, he didn't want to take up too much of his time.

"Good night Dad."

Li Jingyan's thin lips pursed slightly: "Good night, listen to my mother, it's not early, sleep ......"

"Daddy." The minister interrupted him suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Chen didn't answer, but raised his head to look at Mu Shihuan not far away: "Mom? ”

Mu Shihuan heard the voice and came back to his senses from a trance.

"Mommy is here." She turned.

Xiao Chen's eyes were shining: "Mom, do you want to talk to Dad?" ”

Mu Shihuan was stunned.

Li Jingyan on the other end of the phone was also slightly stunned for two seconds.

He wanted to open his mouth and say no to the minister, but when the words reached his throat, he couldn't say anything.

Because, in fact, he was looking forward to it.

Looking forward to hearing her voice, looking forward to answering this call, being able to talk to her.

However, all he heard was silence.

It's just a few seconds, but it's inexplicably long.

"Mom?" The minister shouted again.

Mu Shihuan's eyelashes trembled, his nails unconsciously sank into his palms, and he held back his mood and said:

"Mom's ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Chen shake his head and said, "Mom, Dad is about to board the plane, and he hung up the phone." ”

Mu Shihuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his body didn't seem to be so tense.

She saw the minister put away the phone.

After calming down, she walked over: "It's over?" ”

"Hmm." Xiao Chen nodded.

Mu Shihuan put away his mobile phone and put it aside, and covered the quilt for him: "Then sleep, Mom...... Is it okay to tell you a story, or do you want to hear your mother sing? ”

Xiao Chen was obviously very happy: "Is it okay?" ”

Mu Shihuan touched his face with his fingers: "Of course you can." ”

"I want to hear singing."

Looking at his smiling face, Mu Shihuan also laughed.

"Okay." She responded gently.

She quickly recalled the appropriate song in her mind, and then, she sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned back against the pillow, gently held Xiao Chen in her arms, and sang softly.

Xiao Chen was a little restrained at first, but as he got along longer, he gradually couldn't help but want to get closer to Mu Shihuan.

Even if the mother and son are separated from birth, but in the end, there is affection, mother and son nature, the previous separation will only make them closer, and this time it is much better than when they first met.

After singing a song, Mu Shihuan bowed his head.

Xiao Chen's eyes were still open, looking at himself.

Mu Shihuan couldn't help but touch his face: "Can't you sleep?" ”

The minister nodded, then shook his head again.

"Mom," his voice was a little small, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, "Actually, I'm afraid that I won't be able to see my mother when I wake up, I'm afraid I'm afraid I've had a dream." ”

He was insecure.

At such a young age, if you didn't suffer too much in the past, how could this be?

is too sensible, and too insecure, but he still has to hold on.

Mu Shihuan only felt sad for a while, stronger than a while.

"No," she leaned over and kissed his forehead, kissing him several times as if she hadn't kissed enough, hugging him, comforting him softly, "It's not a dream, it's true, Xiaochen and his mother have met, his mother is real, he won't leave, Xiaochen will see his mother when he wakes up, and his mother promises." ”

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth smiled again: "Hmm! ”

After a pause, he blinked again and asked expectantly, "Mom, I still want to hear you sing." ”

Mu Shihuan also smiled, and his tone became more and more gentle: "Okay, what does the minister want to hear?" ”

"Everything."

Mu Shihuan tilted his head sideways, and thought about it: "That...... Well, Mom sings about her skills. ”

"Mom sings whatever song Xiaochen likes to listen to."

Mu Shihuan's eyes were full of smiles.

She hugged him and gently sang another song.

The warm atmosphere was enveloped, and both of them were smiling on their faces.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Shihuan noticed that Xiao Chen seemed to be asleep.

Look down, sure enough.

She couldn't help but raise her lips, and once again lowered her head to kiss his forehead and stroke his hair.

"Good night." She whispered.

She kept her original posture and didn't move, and her eyes couldn't help but keep looking at Xiao Chen, as if she couldn't get enough of it.

How could she have seen enough, she thought.

After so many years of separation, she has not been involved in his growth in the slightest.

The guilt was unstoppable, his chest was stuffy, and Mu Shihuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Buzz".

It's the phone vibrating, prompting that an SMS message is coming in.

Inexplicably, Mu Shihuan's body froze slightly.

The string of numbers that sent the text message......