Vol 2 Chapter 1955: Mom, I am thinking (4)

I have always been good at expressing, and Muss asked this question. He also told the truth: "I want to sleep in my mother's room."
"No problem," Muss said. "But we have to squeeze a small bed together. Are you willing?"
I nodded and thought nod. "I am willing!"
The bodyguard moved in a folding accompanying bed, only one meter wide, and the bed was completely called a "mini" for Muss and the mind who used to get a big bed.
Mussou gestured to the bodyguard to place the bed at Xu Youning's bed.
Thinking about it, in this case, he can pretend that he and his mother are sleeping on a bed.
The bed is mini, he can bear it too!
Less than nine o'clock, I yawned again and again, and said on Musk's knee: "Dad, I am sleepy."
Mussuke put the computer aside and picked up the little guy and said, "When you fall asleep, I will work again."
As soon as the little guy got into the bed, he slammed into the bed and looked at Musquieu and said, "Dad, go to work, I can!"
Mussin smashed the quilt for the little guy: "Really?"
"Yeah!" I missed the nod and looked at Xu Youning on another bed. The voice was full of happiness. "I have a mother with me!"
Muske raised his lips and kissed the little guy's forehead: "Good night."
"Dad good night!"
When I closed my eyes and heard the sound of Mussou going out to close the door, I quietly opened my eyes.
He rolled over and lay on his side, facing Xu Youning. After a while, he made a sound:
"Mom, Dad said, when I was very young, I slept in this room."
"Mom, I have grown up a lot. Uncle Yuchuan said that I am already a big child. You wake up and look at me..."
"mom……"
I thought a lot of things on and off, but Xu Youning did not react as usual.
I was used to it, and I was not disappointed. Instead, I showed a smile and said:
"Okay. Mom, good night."
The little guy closed his eyes and adjusted a comfortable posture, and he fell asleep on his own.
When Mussault returned to the room, it was almost eleven o'clock. The little guy was facing the Xu Youning curled up in the bed and slept soundly.
After he washed, he lay down beside the little guy, facing Xu Youning like a little guy, closing his eyes.
The bed was too small, and there was a slight feeling of crowding when sleeping. Musquis always liked this feeling the least.
However, at this moment, this kind of just crowded, but let him deeply feel that he and Xu Youning, and the little guy in the arms is a family. Although they and Xu Youning can't hug, kiss each other, can't sleep with each other. However, their hearts are very close and close.
This night, falling asleep is a very easy thing for Musquieu.
I don't know how long I have slept, Xu Youning walked into the dream of Muss.
She woke up, Mussaud clearly saw that she was sitting on the bed, looking at him with a smile.
Compared with four years ago, she has almost no difference. She still looks like a clever smile. The eyes of a pair of deer look smart and energetic.
She asked Mussaud how he had been in the past four years.
Muske reached out and touched her face: "You tell me first, how are you doing these four years?"
These four years are like a long dream for Xu Youning.
She can occasionally perceive everything around her, hear someone talking, or talk to her. She wanted to respond, but she couldn't move and couldn't make a sound, even though she had exhausted her strength.
I missed it, she often heard the name.
Later, she faintly agreed to understand, she was the child of Muss and her.
Their children, after she was in a coma, came safely to the world.
She can feel that she is growing up, from being only awkward, to being able to call her "dad, mother" with milk, and now she can say complete sentences and express her own meaning.
However, she did not know how big he was.
Maybe four or five years old, maybe already ten years old?
The only thing she knows is that no matter how big the little guy is, she has already missed his most important growth process, which will be her life's regret.
There is also Muss, who often feels that he is by her side.
No, more accurately, it was during her sleepy time that he was always by her side.
He sometimes talks to her, sometimes telling about the situation, but sometimes he just holds her hand and says nothing.
He has been by her side and has been waiting for her to break free of sleep and wake up.
Every time I feel Musquieu, Xu Youning can feel his sorrow at the same time.
The kind of sorrow is not strong, nor is it to the extent of rushing to the ground. It just faintly lingers in the air, flowing into her heart as she breathes, so that her mood is also low, and the heart is stinging.
The sting of the heart, of course, is because of the distress of Muss.
The more distressed she is, the more she wants to wake up and soothe the sorrow of Muss.
However, after so many efforts, success is always hopeless.
She is like a terrible nightmare, trapped in a dream by a net, how can hard to break free.
She wants to cry, her eyes are obviously hot, but the tears are not flowing, as if the lacrimal gland is blocked by something strange.
In addition to Muss and her thoughts, she can occasionally feel other people.
For example, Su Jianan and Xiao Yu, as well as Luo Xiaoxi and Ye Luo, of course, Shen Yuechuan and Song Jiqing.
They are the same source of strength as Mussaud and their thoughts.
Whenever she feels tired and doesn't want to fight against the nightmare again, she wants to compromise like this. She has been sleeping so long, and they will become her strength, supporting her not to give up, continue to fight against dreams.
There have been many times. When she experienced a long sleep and recovered consciousness, it seems that time has passed for a long time. The little ones can only say one or two words and become simple sentences.
Fortunately, no matter what, she was not swallowed up by nightmares, and she recovered consciousness again and again.
She doesn't know how long she has to fight this dream, but she will never give up her hope as long as she can perceive everything around her.
Speaking of it, recently, she seems to have seen the dawn of hope.
Recently, she can not only perceive the surrounding sounds, touches, but occasionally even feel the wind outside the window and the sunlight at the window.
She can even feel it, when it is early summer, even though she doesn't know what year it is.
In all recent perceptions, the sounds and touches of Muss and the minds are most obvious.
She knew that Musquito had come every day and told her that she would soon wake up, and she would work harder to overcome the nightmare.
I don’t come as often as Muss, but every time she comes, she can feel that the little guy is at her bed, or sleeping next to her, quiet, she can even hear his slight breath. .
There are many moments, Xu Youning clearly feels that her heart is soft and full of gentleness.
If she is healthy, she must be reluctant to refuse any request from this child.
Now, what this child is asking her is a heart-rending request -
"Mom, I have grown up a lot... you wake up and look at me."
When this sentence was placed in the eardrum, Xu Youning felt like a knife.
She is a mother, her child's request for her, humble to just look at him.
She has missed his growth for so many years, is it still necessary to continue to miss it?
No, no.
She is going to wake up and witness his growth and participate in his childhood and his life.
Perhaps because the belief is strong enough, at that moment, Xu Youning clearly felt that there was a force injected into her body.
With this power, she tried again and again.
Finally, the world in front of us is no longer a darkness. Instead, it is a soft morning light.
She finally broke free from the nightmare and the boundless darkness, and once again saw the sun.
Accompanied by the sun, it is the sound of breathing.
The shallow, familiar breathing sound made her heart vibrate.
She just woke up, no strength, but she wanted to see her and Mussaud's child too much. She turned her head and listened to her breathing, and a little face that was sleeping like Mussaud's face came into view.
The little guy looks really like Muss, and of course, Mussaud is not as cute as he is.
However, the stinky boy is too rude, he is also her son, how many places like her.
If the little guy really doesn't look like her, it doesn't matter, she will train him to be as cute and likable as she is.
Oh, no.
The little guy looks like four or five years old, she... is close to thirty, and the word "cute" seems to be no longer available to her.
Xu Youning thought, trying to reach out and touch the little guy, like the little guy used to touch her carefully.
However, there is really no strength.
It was also at this time that the hot tears came out involuntarily.
Not because of sadness, but because of a latent cry.
"Missing."
Xu Youning called the little guy, his voice was low and low, and he was so hoar, like an adult who just learned to talk.
She can't touch her child for a while, but she can finally call his name and finally can look at him.
"Missing..."
Xu Youning’s voice was a little bigger than it was, although it was still hoarse.
I missed sleeping very early yesterday, and the accompanying bed was not very comfortable. I woke up early in the morning, but I didn’t want to open my eyes and I was half-awake.
In the confusion, he heard someone screaming his name.
It must be that Dad or Grandma Zhou wants to wake him up, hey, he won’t be fooled!
I want to close my eyes tightly and shrink into the bed.
Indented into the bed, I feel that something is wrong.
That voice is not the voice of Dad, nor the voice of Grandma Zhou, nor the voice of uncles and aunts.
Oh, is it...