Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chengdong quickly stepped forward and took her back to the room.

Wen Lao was extremely busy and worked hard all day and night. Before she passed out, Lian Ruoqing heard a cry and reached out to grab Gu Chengdong's sleeve.

"Male or female?" she asked in a low voice.

Wen Lao held the child, glanced at it, and said, "Male."

"A man? A man is good." Lian Ruoqing listened, said something, and then fainted.

She had always longed to give birth to a boy so that she could share the burden for Gu Chengdong so that he would not have to work so hard.

Gu Chengdong saw her fainting and did not hold the child, but asked: "How is she?"

"This is a normal phenomenon." Wen Lao said. Mo Yangxue walked in, held the child and rocked it. The child cried for a while and fell asleep in her arms.

Looking at the child, she turned away and looked at the night outside the window.

Some people are happy, some are sad.

Lian Ruoqing is happy to have given birth to a boy. And Xiao Mohan... seems...

"Here you go." Mo Yangxue said and handed the child to Gu Chengdong. She turned and went upstairs and saw Qing Qing sitting aside, telling stories to Xiao Yichu and Xiao Yiyan.

But as they listened to the story, the two little girls yawned and asked, "When will mommy wake up?"

This sentence made Qingqing's eyes turn red.

Mo Yangxue sat by the bed and looked at Gu Chuyan's sleeping appearance. She said, "You have been sleeping for almost ten days. Lian Ruoqing just gave birth to a boy."

"If Xiao Mohan were here, he would definitely not want to see you like this. If you don't wake up, what will happen if Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi grow up and are bullied?"

"The child always needs someone to protect him. How pitiful is he for being so small?" Mo Yangxue said.

But Gu Chuyan didn't seem to hear it, but her eyebrows moved and she murmured "Mo Han" in a low voice. Mo Yangxue squatted down and tried to hear what she said, but unfortunately there was no sound.

During this sleep, Gu Chuyan seemed to have slept for a long time, so long that she seemed to have wandered around the entire world.

"Mo Han." When she saw Xiao Mohan's figure, she ran forward and shouted. He seemed not to know her, sitting alone under the paper tree, watching the petals falling.

He held the tea on his fingertips, took a sip, and looked at the petals falling in the cup, seemingly thoughtful.

"Ouch!" The little fox ran over and squatted beside him, grabbing his sleeves with his paws restlessly. Xiao Mohan picked him up and threw him aside.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan rushed towards him, but unfortunately no matter how she ran, she seemed to keep a distance from him.

Xiao Mohan looked back, as if seeing her, his silent black eyes suddenly burst into laughter. He stood up and walked over, but picked a peach blossom next to her.

"Xiao Mohan." She stretched out her hand to hold his wrist, but she couldn't grab anything.

Familiar places, familiar figures, only she didn't seem to exist.

Mo Yangxue's voice kept ringing in her ears, saying that Lian Ruoqing was pregnant.

After a long time, Lian Ruoqing's voice sounded, saying that Mo Yangxue was also pregnant.

Many people talked in her ears, Xiao Qi smiled, Xiao Liu cried, Xiao Yijue called her from time to time, but unfortunately she looked back and heard nothing.

One month, three months, half a year.

One year, two years, three years.

She heard them all saying that Gu Chuyan was so noisy that she had a splitting headache, and here, except for her and Xiao Mohan, there was only the little fox accompanying her.

"Mo Han, they said I've been sleeping for three years, you said..." Gu Chuyan ran forward barefoot, wanting to talk to him.

Xiao Mohan stood up and walked aside. When he saw the coffin leaning under the peach tree, he turned around and lay down.