Qiao Wan took Fu Xiao home.

For a long time to come, Qiao Wan stayed by his side every step of the way.

Even the child clings to him and makes him happy every day.

Late at night.

When Qiao Wan was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly heard a noise outside the door.

She was stunned for a moment, and before she could open her eyes, Fu Xingzhi turned on the lamp one step ahead of her, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When I opened the door, I found Fu Xiao sitting at the door, wearing pajamas and his hair messy.

"Dad?"

Hearing the voice, Qiao Wan immediately got up and walked to the door.

It's three o'clock in the morning, why doesn't he sleep?

She obviously left after watching him fall asleep!

Fu Xiao's ability to express himself has become very poor now, and he stared at Qiao Wan without saying a word.

It was cold in the corridor, Fu Xingzhi went back to the room and took a coat to put on him, and then brought the person back to the room.

Fu Xiao sat quietly on the sofa, staring at Qiao Wan motionlessly.

"Nian Nian ......"

"Huh?" Qiao Wan sat beside him, her eyes soft: "Can't you sleep?" ”

Fu Xiao shook his head, suddenly grabbed her hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I miss you very much!" ”

Miss her so much......

No, I miss my mom so much!

He's been muttering over and over lately that he misses his mom a lot.

It is often said that people who are dying will always see the people they care about the most, especially those who have passed away.

Qiao Wan's eyes were sour, and she comforted softly: "Am I not by your side?" ”

Fu Xingzhi brought warm water and handed it to Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao raised his eyes to look at him, obediently took the water, and drank most of it.

"It's too late, do you want to go back and rest?" After thinking about it, Qiao Wan changed his words: "Shall I accompany you back?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Xiao nodded and followed Qiao Wan back to the room.

He lay quietly on the bed, staring deeply at Qiao Wan, and muttered in a dumb voice: "Niannian, I'm sorry." ”

As for what to be sorry for, he can't express it!

"I forgive you."

Since he can't get over this hurdle in his heart, he now treats her as his mother again.

After she said this, would he feel better?

Fu Xiao just smiled and didn't speak, raised his hand and gently touched her belly: "When was he born?" ”

He's been asking about babies lately!

"There's still more than a month." Qiao Wan's eyes were sour.

The doctor said that his health had long since failed, but he had been holding on.

Is it to wait for the baby to be born?

Fu Xiao frowned: "Nian Nian, I will treat the baby well." I...... You're going to be a good father, don't leave me, okay? ”

Hearing Fu Xiao's words, Qiao Wan's tears fell uncontrollably.

He's not a good guy, but he's a good husband and a good father.

She knows it all!

"Well, I believe." Qiao Wan clenched Fu Xiao's hand and said softly: "You sleep, I'll accompany you by the side." ”

Fu Xiao didn't speak again, closed his eyes quietly, and held Qiao Wan's hand but didn't let go.

It wasn't until he fell asleep that Fu Xingzhi gently took his hand away and held Qiao Wan in his arms.

"Fu Xingzhi ......"

Seeing Fu Xiao's appearance, Qiao Wan couldn't help it, and cried softly in Fu Xingzhi's arms.

"I don't want him to die!"

Fu Xingzhi patted her on the back, his eyes were deep and dark: "Life and death are fate, we can't change this kind of thing." ”

"Or, he's already tired and wants to leave."

"Want to leave?"

Qiao Wan looked at Fu Xingzhi with teary eyes.

"He wants to see your mother." Fu Xingzhi wiped the tears on her face and comforted her softly: "For him, death is the real relief." ”