Ye Weilan looked at this little Yechen, escaped death and walked back, and when she saw her son again, she had red eyes and hugged him: "Don't worry, baby, it's okay." ”

Xiao Yechen's soft little hand caressed her mother's pale and emaciated face: "Mommy doesn't hurt......"

Ye Weilan gently rubbed his cheek against him.

The mother and son are face to face, enjoying the intimacy and warmth of blood connection.

Qi Ye stood at the door, looking at this warm scene of mother and son embracing, the corners of his lips rose shallowly, but there was deep worry hidden in his eyes.

……

Yi Sa stood in front of Ye Yan's hospital bed.

The ice and snow boy dressed in white, his dark eyes looked straight at the girl lying motionless on the bed.

His pale and transparent fingertips gently brushed away the strands of hair scattered on Ye Yan's cheeks, Yi Sa stared at her face, and said softly: "Get up, Ye Xiaozhu." ”

Many years ago, he often called Ye Yan to get up like this.

The old days were fine, since she began to train, the delicate body could not bear it after all, sometimes the intensity of his training was ruthless, and she had to lie in bed the next morning, but she didn't want to disappoint him, so he developed the habit of waking her up.

She would always close her eyes and reply to him lazily: "Don't make trouble." Then he rolled over, covered his head and went back to sleep.

Ye Yan when she was a girl was not as cold as she is now, and when she was by his side, she smiled a lot.

Mixed with the clear sound of sleepiness, his heart itched, he pressed the feelings of his heart every time, and continued to make trouble even harder, there was always a way to make her open her eyes helplessly and aggrieved, and get up obediently.

Then say "good morning" to him with a smile.

Such a beautiful smile is the most beautiful appearance of Ye Yan in Yi Sa's memory.

Later, he lost her like this for a long time.

Later, Ye Yan's smile became less and less, and his eyes became more and more cold.

Now, he finally managed to find her back, but in the blink of an eye, she was lost between his fingers.

……

Don't make a fuss.

This time, she didn't say those two words, as she usually did.

Yi Sa's hand touched Ye Yan's snow-white face, her face was very small, resting in his palm, snow-white and soft, and her skin was cold and scary.

Ye Yan's body temperature has never been high, and he has never been so cold.

In the past, when they were together, she always said that his body temperature was too cold, and she would be cold when she slept in his arms, and every time she was pinched by his dissatisfied face, but she hugged him while talking, buried her face in the position of his heart, and listened to his heartbeat to sleep.

In fact, he knew that she was just afraid that he would be cold, and always wanted to pass on her body temperature to him.

His favorite eyes, closed tightly at the moment, lost all their agility and brilliance, dull, and the sound of his heart beating was faint and dim under his fingertips.

Yisa's eyes darkened.

He held her hand, and his voice was soft and cold: "I've slept enough, I must wake up early." ”

……

It was a particularly difficult day.

Ye Weilan was not in good spirits, and without saying a few words to Xiao Yechen, she began to feel sleepy, and when she learned the news that Ye Yan was "safe and sound", she could also sleep soundly completely.

After Qi Ye fed her a little food, he gently coaxed her to sleep.

Then, he walked out of the ward with his son in his arms.

"Daddy."

Qi Ye lowered his eyes to look at him.

Xiao Yechen pursed her lips: "How is Mom?" “

Qi Ye specially instructed him not to mention Ye Yan in front of Ye Weilan, Xiao Jiu had a keen intuition, and soon guessed that something might have happened to Ye Yan.