Don't know why, every time Han Yi holds Han Yuxuan, a peculiar sense of happiness fills her heart.
Just like now, holding her, that happiness flows gently through her heart like a warm current.
"Can I call you mommy?"
A soft, tender voice rang out, deeply imprinting itself in her ear.
She held her tightly once again, as if this little one was inherently a part of her body.
Both of their heartbeats synchronized to the same rhythm.
"Alright, mommy will take you to sleep, and tomorrow accompany you to build a snowman..."
Han Yi picked up Han Yuxuan and ran towards her own room.
Han Yuxuan laughed heartily, "Haha, hahaha!"
That night, the wind and snow danced outside, while inside, Han Yi held Han Yuxuan, sleeping soundly and sweetly.
For the past few days, Gong Tingxuan has been caring for Zhuang Surong in the hospital, allowing Han Yi to return each day to stay peacefully with Han Yuxuan.
Their bond has deepened day by day...
Weekend!
Chi Xiaoyu drove over early.
