He didn't wake up until noon, and when the sun shone on his thick and long eyelashes, he opened his eyes.

The dazzling sunlight made Tang Mosen's eyes unacceptable for a while, and he attached his hand to his eye to relieve the glare of the sun.

As soon as he got used to the dazzling sunlight, Tang Mosen felt a headache, thinking that if Xia Yuyang was there before, he would cook ginger soup for him to drink, thinking of this, Tang Mosen's eyes darkened again.

But suddenly thinking of what Cui Enyao said last night, Tang Mosen decided to get up and clean up, just because they didn't like to be messy.

Tang Mosen said that he would do it, brought an apron and a hat, and carefully cleaned every corner, whether it was a high place or under the bed, Tang Mosen cleaned it spotlessly.

I saw Tang Mosen like a tireless robot, taking bags of garbage out of the room and throwing them into the garbage bin in the community.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Mosen finally finished cleaning, and when he saw that the room was so clean, he thought that Xia Yuyang would praise him if he saw it.

Tang Mosen still felt that Xia Yuyang was still alive, and he thought that if he cleaned the room and cleaned the room, Xia Yuyang would come back.

He still firmly believes that Xia Yuyang is still alive.

Don Morson was reminiscing when he was interrupted by the phone ringing, he knew that someone had been calling him all this time, but he didn't answer.

Tang Mosen strode to the table where the mobile phone was placed, picked up the phone, and found that the caller was Tang Han, he didn't want to answer it, but after thinking about it, he still picked up the phone.

"Hey—" A deep voice on the other end of the line spoke first.

"What's wrong?" Tang Mosen replied nonchalantly.

"You stinky boy still know how to answer the phone?" Tang Han hated iron but not steel.

"What the hell is going on?" Don Morson began to get impatient.

"Your mother is hospitalized, come and take a look, although she keeps telling me not to tell you, but I think it's easy to tell you to recognize the reality." After speaking, Tang Han hung up the phone and turned his head to look at Mrs. Tang who was sleeping.

And there was a beep on the phone, and Tang Morson took off his apron and hat, and drove directly to the hospital.

in the hospital

I don't know when Mrs. Tang was woken up by Tang Han, and Tang Han sat up when he went to ask the doctor about Mrs. Tang's condition.

After Tang Han asked the doctor, he went back to the ward to take care of Mrs. Tang, but found that Mrs. Tang had already sat up by herself.

"Are you awake?" Tang Han walked over to Mrs. Tang and sat down.

"Didn't you call Moson?" Mrs. Tang's eyes were bloodshot, and Xia Yuyang's death also hit her hard.

"Don't beat him and keep you crying?" Tang Han shook his head and said helplessly.

"Yuyang's death hit Mo Sen too hard, and the two of them finally fell in love, but I didn't expect it, hey." Mrs. Tang shook her head and said in a choked voice.

"You want to open a little bit too, people have to look forward." Tang Han patted Mrs. Tang's shoulder.

"I'm afraid that Moson won't be able to get over this hurdle." Although Mrs. Tang was well maintained, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes still ran out mischievously, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Tang Mosen happened to arrive at this time, pushed open the door, and Mrs. Tang saw Tang Mosen come in and secretly wiped away her tears.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Tang Mosen strode to Mrs. Tang's bedside.

"Mo Son, you're here, I'm fine, don't listen to your dad's nonsense." Mrs. Tang took Don Moson's hand.

"Mom......" Tang Mosen wanted to speak and stopped.

He knew that although Mrs. Tang was not his biological mother, she had always regarded him as her own, and these good things should have belonged to Xia Yuyang.

He also knows that he has now lived up to everyone's expectations of him.

Seeing Mrs. Tang like this, Tang Mosen felt guilty in his heart, and he knew that he shouldn't have indulged in drunkenness all day long.

He wanted to comfort Mrs. Tang, but he couldn't even convince himself to accept the news of Xia Yuyang's death, how could he convince Mrs. Tang.

"Mo Sen, Mom knows, you haven't accepted Yuyang and Sui'an's departure, and I can't accept it either." Mrs. Tang began to cry as she spoke.

"Mom, don't cry." Tang Mosen said and handed Mrs. Tang a piece of paper.

Mrs. Tang took the tissue and was still crying.

"Mom, I think about it, we should all look forward, Yuyang in the spirit of the sky doesn't want to see us like this" Tang Mosen said to Mrs. Tang, he really couldn't bear to see Mrs. Tang cry like this.

"Yes, I just went to the doctor, and the doctor said that your eyes can't cry like this." Tang Han also came over to comfort Mrs. Tang.

"Okay, I won't cry anymore." Mrs. Tang said in a choked voice.

Until Mrs. Tang fell asleep, Tang Mosen was just about to leave, and Tang Han called out to Tang Mosen.

"Mawson, let's have a good talk with father and son." Tang Han said in a deep tone.

Tang Mosen looked at the middle-aged man and replied simply and indifferently, "Okay." ”

"Go out and talk, don't disturb your mother's rest." Tang Han tucked the corner of Mrs. Tang's quilt and then stood up and approached Tang Mosen, and gently patted Tang Mosen's shoulder.

Tang Mosen followed behind Tang Han, walked out of the ward, and came to the roof of the hospital.

"It's been a long time since we've talked like this." Tang Han said.

"Yes." Don Morson replied.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Tang Han asked tentatively, not directly about Xia Yuyang, but he knew that his son must know what he meant.

"My wife only has Xia Yuyang, and my son only has Xia Sui'an." Tang Mosen replied categorically.

"Does it have to be like this?" Tang Han stared at his son, as if he was not familiar with it.

"Yes." Tang Mosen didn't hesitate, he knew what kind of character he had, and he also knew how much he had feelings for Xia Yuyang.

"Well, as a father, I support you." When Tang Han said this, Tang Mosen looked at the father in front of him unexpectedly, is this really the father who is strict with himself and does not hesitate to speak?

Tang Mosen's puzzled eyes betrayed his inner thoughts.

"I know what you're thinking, I haven't communicated with you much since I was a child, but you have to know that I want to be good to you in my heart." Tang Han said to Tang Mosen in his heart.

"Thank you, Dad." Tang Mosen thanked Tang Han from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay, but on the old man's side, it's still up to you." Thinking of that eccentric old man Tang Han gave him a headache, but he had no choice but to be his father.

"I know." Tang Mosen knew Tang Han's difficulties, and Tang Han was moved enough like this.

"Well, let's go, do whatever you want." Tang Han said to Tang Mosen with a smile.