This is her biological son.

In the fragmented pictures, the feeling of being there and experiencing it personally cannot deceive people.

He once hugged him, kissed him, coaxed him, and called him Xiaoyuer.

Yes, there are so many children in the world, why does she love Zhao Yu so much.

That's because he is his own son.

Even if she forgets, as a mother, she will not forget to love her son.

In the past, Song Qing never believed that he was the Song Qing in history, it was such a ridiculous thing, who could believe it if it was put on anyone.

But now a small memory suddenly appeared in her mind, but she had to believe it.

In the picture in her memory, she understood that that person was indeed herself, whether it was herself or not, who could have her own clear.

Although he still can't remember what happened between himself and Zhao Cheng, let alone how they fell in love.

Even Song Qing didn't know how he crossed time and space, but now he just thought about the sudden extra memories in his mind.

Song Qing knew that he was the Song Qing in history.

In the past, when watching TV, Song was envious of good men, all good men were from other people's families.

It's just that she never thought that the person in history was herself.

As the saying goes, people never know what will happen in the next moment.

For example, Song Qing's experience is the truest portrayal.

After all, when I woke up, my husband and son were all gone, who would believe it, but this is still a fact.

In other words, how will she face them in the future? It's embarrassing to think about it this way, after all, she doesn't have all the memories, and the only thing she remembers is just such a picture.

Forget it, just let it be.

Song glanced at Zhao Yu and then spoke in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

As soon as Song Qing opened his mouth, he only felt that his voice was hoarse and uncomfortable.

"I'm so thirsty."

"There's water in the thermos." Zhao Cheng said as he stood up and walked to the bedside table and picked up the water he had prepared in advance.

The water is boiled and cold, and it is warm when poured into a thermos cup, and it just so happens that Song Qing is drinking it now.

Song tilted his head lightly and glanced at Zhao Cheng, then turned over and sat up.

Maybe it was because he had been lying for a long time, and Song Qing actually felt that his body had no strength.

The smell between her nose was the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, which she really didn't like.

Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand to open the thermos cup, turned around and sat down on the side of the bed, he reached out to wrap his hand around Song Qing's waist and hugged the person in his arms.

"Come, drink water." Zhao Cheng said and handed the thermos cup to Song Qing's mouth and fed her water.

Song was stunned for a moment, feeling his strong chest and arms instantly feel a little uncomfortable.

"I, I'll do it myself." Song said softly, reaching out to take the cup.

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows and brought the cup to her lips, "Obedient." ”

Song Qing blushed instantly when he heard this, "I'm not a child." "This man, this is treating her like a child.

Zhao Cheng glanced at her, "I'm not interested in children. "The implication is that you know you're not a child, so you don't need to explain.

Song Qing opened his mouth and drank water through his hand, perhaps because he was too thirsty, Song Qing took a small half glass of water and felt that his whole body relaxed.

Feeling that the dryness in his throat was gone, Song Qing waved his hand, "Don't do it." ”

"Okay." Zhao Cheng nodded.

"How does it feel? What's uncomfortable? Zhao Cheng looked at Song Qing with the cup and asked seriously.

Song shook his head lightly, "It's okay, it's good." ”