Song Qingchun was very tired, but he didn't sleep very well, he would wake up every once in a while, and he didn't completely fall asleep until eleven o'clock at noon, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingchun woke up.

Su Zhinian woke up earlier than the attending doctor expected, and at five o'clock in the evening, he opened his eyes.

However, Su Zhinian added sedative pain relief drugs to his drip and drip, and after waking up, he didn't say a word.

Doctors and nurses all rushed to the bedside to help him do an examination, and the only remaining seat was also occupied by Su's mother, and Song Qingchun could only stand far away.

Su Zhinian faced Su Mu's excited and tearful words, without the slightest reaction, as if he had been in a coma for too long and broken, he stared at the snow-white ceiling for a long time, and then seemed to realize something, slowly moved his eyes, and asked a little weakly: "What about youth?" ”

Su Zhinian's voice was very low, but Song Qingchun, who was standing more than a meter away, could still hear it clearly.

Her heart seemed to be wrapped in something, warm, hot, and with indescribable satisfaction and sourness.

From the moment he was in a coma, two days and two nights have passed, but when he opened his eyes, the first thing he said was, "What about youth?" ”

Su Mu seemed to be too happy, she didn't notice Su Zhinian's words at all, and was still chattering there and asking, "Ah Nian, how do you feel?" Do you know that you scared your mother, you woke up......"

Because Su Zhinian didn't hear the answer he wanted, he frowned, his lips continued to move, and before he could speak, he heard a very light voice coming: "Su Zhinian." ”

The voice was soft like a whisper, but Su Zhinian, whose hearing was beyond ordinary people, still turned his head along the sound, and he met Song Qingchun's eyes through his mother's arm.

Su Mu was still there caring about Su Zhinian, Song Qingchun looked back at him quietly, did not speak, but the corners of his lips rose.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw her smile, and then he blinked, and his expression became a little softer.

The corners of Song Qingchun's lips rose even more, she didn't laugh, but she seemed to laugh, but her eyes slowly turned red.

Su Zhinian moved his lips, he didn't make a sound, but Song Qingchun saw the shape of his lips clearly, and knew that he was saying to himself: "Don't cry." ”

Song Qingchun's tears fell all of a sudden, but the smile on her face became more and more brilliant, she followed his example, did not make a sound, and moved her lips, and replied: "I know I'm so happy, I'm glad you can wake up." ”

Her lips moved very slowly, almost word by word, he could see it clearly, after she finished speaking, he just wanted to reply to him, and realized that his son was staring at Su Mu, who was slow in one direction, turned his head and looked at Song Qingchun.

It turned out that after his son woke up, he had been watching Song Qingchun...... The thoughts in Su Mu's heart followed her hand holding Su Zhinian and entered the bottom of his heart, Su Zhinian lowered his eyes, pulled his eyes back from Song Qingchun's body to Su Mu's body, and shouted softly: "Mom." ”

Su Zhinian's voice suddenly pulled Su Mu back from Song Qingchun's body, she turned her head and cared about Su Zhinian.