Chinese Yun Shishi sat on the edge of the bed with a nervous expression, looked at the pale face of the little milk bag, gritted her teeth, and her heart was like a knife.

She reached out and stroked Youyou's face, but her fingertips touched it coldly.

Yun Shishi frowned, and her heart throbbed.

It's so cold, so cold that it doesn't seem to have any temperature.

Tears couldn't help but overflow into my eyes, and I couldn't help myself.

"Youyou......" she whispered his nickname, but her voice was like a mosquito, for fear of waking him up.

Mu Yazhe stood behind Yun Shishi, looking at the little milk bag on the bed, and his heart was inexplicably suffocated at that moment.

What kind of emotions should a man feel when he sees his own son who has been lost for six years?

He only felt that something was constantly churning in his heart, and this feeling was strange and warm, and it was difficult to describe it in any words!

It wasn't the first time he realized that he was a father.

At the beginning, when this woman gave birth to Xiao Yichen for him, he was always calm, but he made frequent mistakes on the board of directors.

After the meeting, he hurried to the private hospital of the Mu family and took the baby that was still swaddling from the nurse's hands, so small, with a small head, a wrinkled face, a pair of eyes squinted tightly, and it was difficult for two small hands to even hold one of his index fingers.

When he held the child in his hand, the child who was crying stopped crying in an instant, danced with his hands, hugged his hand, took his fingers in one mouthful, and sucked it out of instinct.

Mu Yazhe was amused by the child's funny reaction, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were dyed with joy.

At that moment, he thought he was dreaming.

He's a father?

There is no happy marriage, no beloved wife, he has not even experienced the time of waiting and anxiety outside the delivery room like other men, as if a little baby fell from the sky, he became a father, and he had a son!

At that time, he vowed to give this child a warm home.

Even if there is no mother in this family, he will be a good father.

Mu Yazhe's concept of his father still stays in his father. But now, he has become a father, but he feels a little dazed, at a loss, and complicated......

Holding the child for the first time, he stared at Xiao Yichen for a long time, as if he was trying to find traces of himself on the child's face.

But the child was still so young, and his face was wrinkled, until the full moon, and he could vaguely see that the child's lips were very similar to him, thin and well-defined.

When Xiao Yichen was one year old, even Old Man Mu said happily that this child was seven or eight points like him.

It stands to reason that a son should be more like a mother, and a daughter is like a father, but Xiao Yichen is very similar to him, and it is not too much to say that it is even reproduced in a mold.

However, now, he is standing in the ward, looking at Youyou lying on the hospital bed, and the complexity in his heart is even more complicated than six years ago, when he carefully held Xiao Yichen, who was still crying in swaddling clothes, in his arms.

When the prenatal examination report came out, Yun Shishi was pregnant with identical twins, and Old Man Mu was very happy when he heard it. However, he was born prematurely in August, and learned that his younger brother was born without breathing and died. He didn't even look at the child's appearance with his own eyes before he learned that the hospital had already dealt with the aftermath.

For fear that Old Man Mu would touch the scene, he didn't pursue this matter too much.

It wasn't until not long ago that he was shocked to learn that the child hadn't died six years ago! Cat flutter Chinese