But Liao Wen spoke: "Zhou Congee is good, why don't we sleep together, my mother is so sleepy now, I will have a headache if I don't sleep." ”

Zhou Congee didn't say anything.

She likes her sick mother so much, and she likes her mother to hug her and smile at her.

But she didn't want her mother to have a headache, she didn't know what it felt like, but she had a stomachache, and her stomach hurt very badly.

She didn't want her mother to be uncomfortable.

She held back her crying and held Liao Wen's hand: "Mom, let's go to sleep." ”

The little girl's aggrieved appearance made Liao Wen can't help but hug her: "Good, mom will take you to take a bath, is it okay to sleep with mom tonight?" In this way, Mom and Zhou Congee will not be separated. ”

"Is that okay?" There was a little sobbing in Zhou Congee's little milk voice.

"Of course you can, our Zhou porridge is full of milky and milky, and my mother will definitely have a beautiful dream today when I sleep with Zhou porridge." Liao Wen carried Zhou Congee to the upstairs bathroom, and said this to Zhou Congee gently.

Zhou Congee didn't reply, but hugged Liao Wen's neck tightly, full of dependence.

Liao Wen has never bathed other children, and I don't know what other children are like, but their weekly porridge is really well-behaved and soft, and they will help wash their hair and scratch their backs.

After taking a bath, Liao Wen simply wrapped her hair and helped Zhou Congee clean up first.

Zhou Congee was lying on Liao Wen's knees in pink and tender pajamas, and Liao Wen helped her blow her hair, because she was afraid of hurting the child's hair, the hair dryer was turned on at the lowest level.

The gentle breeze was a little warm, very gentle, just as gentle as today's mother, Zhou Congee tightly tugged at the corners of Liao Wen's pajamas.

The mother and daughter lay down on the bed together, and the incandescent lights were turned off, leaving only the warm yellow wall lamp next to the bed.

Zhou Congee shrank beside Liao Wen, and Liao Wen didn't know where to find a few storybooks.

"Is it okay for mom to read a bedtime story to us porridge?"

"Okay." Zhou Congee replied in a milky voice.

Liao Wen flipped through it briefly, the stories were all simple fables, and the stories were very educational, so she picked a few to read to Zhou Congee.

At this time, it was not early, it was nearly half past ten, and Liao Wen's gentle voice was slowly turning in the room.

However, after reading the story five or six times in a row, the eyes of the little girl next to Liao Wen were still wide open

Liao Wen finished reading another story, lowered her eyes, and paused for a moment when her porridge was still bright last week.

"Congee porridge, we've read this story today, continue next time, mom is so sleepy, let's go to bed first, okay?"

Zhou Congee's eyes flashed with loss for a moment, but she still nodded obediently: "Okay." ”

Liao Wen patted Zhou Congee on the shoulder, put the storybook on the bedside table, and fell asleep.

"I closed my eyes and went to sleep."

Liao Wen tried her best to ignore Zhou Congee's lost eyes and closed her eyes, it was not that she didn't want to continue telling the story, but she felt that she continued to tell Zhou Congee didn't have to sleep tonight.

She had already discovered that Zhou Congee should have been sleepy for a long time, and she saw Zhou Congee napping countless times just now, but just when she continued to tell the story, thinking that Zhou Congee was asleep, she lowered her eyes and saw Zhou Congee's eyes brighter than anyone else.

Liao Wen sighed, thinking that it was Zhou Congee who was attracted by the story and didn't want to sleep.

However, she didn't know that even if she took the lead and closed her eyes, Zhou Congee on the other side didn't go to sleep, but kept blinking her eyes to control her sleep.

Zhou Congee didn't want to sleep, she didn't want her mother to disappear.

However, as Liao Wen patted her on the back behind her became smaller and smaller, when she finally stopped, she knew that her mother was asleep.

But she still doesn't want to sleep, it doesn't matter if her mother is asleep, as long as she doesn't sleep, it won't be dawn, and her mother will always be there before dawn.

Others don't know Zhou Congee's silly thoughts, but the system in her mind is clear.

The child's inexplicable persistence and thoughts, perhaps because he saw that Zhou Congee insisted too hard, and the system finally couldn't help but speak.

[Zhou porridge, you still sleep, even if you don't sleep, the sky will be bright, and the day will be over today when the day is dawned. 】

The system's voice Zhou Congee heard it, she blinked her sour eyes, she probably understood that the system didn't lie to her, and the system was telling the truth.

But she still insisted on looking at Liao Wen with her eyes open, very stubborn.

[No, as long as I don't sleep, the sky won't be bright, I didn't sleep last night and the sky hasn't been bright. 】

The system sighed helplessly.

Zhou Congee was originally a three-year-old who was still there, no matter how hard she tried, she had already violated the ecological clock, and she didn't last long after playing for a day with sore arms.

I don't know when I fell asleep in such a daze.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by the sunlight outside the window, and Zhou Congee opened his eyes in a daze, and he didn't understand what the situation was.

She just felt that her surroundings were a little unfamiliar, and her little brain turned back and forth a few times before she remembered what happened yesterday.

She slept with her mother last night, she didn't want to sleep, but how did she fall asleep, and it was dawn.

Zhou Congee subconsciously looked at Liao Wen on the bed, Liao Wen's eyelashes kept trembling as if she was about to wake up.

Zhou Congee was inexplicably a little nervous and shouted cautiously: "Mom." ”

Liao Wen's eyes opened, not as gentle and clear as yesterday.

She looked at Zhou Congee in a daze, and then pushed Zhou Congee off the bed: "Get out, stay away from me!" ”

Zhou Congee fell on the side of the bed, looked at Liao Wen holding her head on the bed in a daze, and cried violently.