To Xu Youning to spend money, Musiju has never blinked.

No one is more clear than Song Jiqing.

However, at this moment, Song Jiqing was shocked.

"No matter what you need or how much you need, you don't need to worry about it, just do something that will make You Ning wake up."

Mussault is at any cost, as long as Xu Youning wakes up.

However, in order to let Xu Youning wake up, why did he cherish any price?

"I know what to do." Song Jiqing's voice was set off by the night, but with obvious determination, "I must try my best."

"..."

At the other end of the line, Mussaud did not say anything.

The silence lasted for too long, and Song Jiqing couldn’t help but look at the phone and found that the call was still going on.

Mussin forgot to hang up the phone?

He was just about to hang up and heard the voice of Muske:

"Ji Qing, thank you."

The sound that is not light or heavy is felt in Song Jiqing, but it has the power to cut through the night and the sky.

Mussek’s eyes in the city of G, are horrifying. Later, in order to Xu Youning, he gave up everything in g city and came to a city, and still has extraordinary influence.

Few people can hear him say "thank you"?

However, this is not the first time he thanked Song Jiqing.

If Song Jiqing did not hear the mistake, his voice was a little trembling. He is suppressing, and the trembling is hard to detect. But the night was too quiet, and Song Jiqing knew him too well, and he noticed it easily.

Song Jiqing Ming Ming can seize this handle, think about how to ridicule Muss in the future, but deep down, he only feels sad.

Muselle was once a proud person, and later for Xu Youning, he made an exception again and again.

Just for the deep affection of Muss, Song Jiqing thought, he must let You Ning wake up.

"When You Ning wakes up, it is not too late for you to thank me." Song Jiqing paused and added a pun, "I won't let you wait too long."

Muske's lips raised a smile, so he agreed with Song Jiqing, and then hung up.

Putting down the phone, Mussard noticed that his eyes were wet and his nose was a little different.

However, his lips are rising.

Complex mood, hard to describe.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the endless nights outside the window.

When Xu Youning was just in a coma, he stood in front of the window countless times, feeling that the night was on top of his head, pressed down heavily, and the weight made him unable to breathe.

He once suspected that the night would never dissipate, and his life would be hard to greet the light again.

If he doesn't miss, he may really let himself fall into the abyss of despair.

Facts have proved that there is nothing wrong with Lu Jianyan and Su Jianan.

As long as he waits, there is still hope.

Today, black is finally going to scatter. The dawn of hope will soon be revealed.

In the next step, they can renew their glory.

This feeling is wonderful, just like the withered plants are watered, and they become green and full of vitality.

A late joy, finally slowly swayed from the heart of Muss, and smiled in his lips.

After leaving the study, Mussou did not return to the room, but quietly entered the children's room, and helped the little guy to quilt and sit down at the bed.

Tomorrow, when the little guy wakes up, he will tell him the good news.

Mussault leaned over and kissed the little guy, and was about to leave. He suddenly saw the little guy in his sleep reaching out and grabbing it in the air, and screamed: "Mom..."

The little guy’s hand paused in the air, fell back on the bed, then frowned, and the voice turned into a cry: “Mom...”

The little guy is dreaming, a very bad dream about Xu Youning.

Muske's heart twitched, as if there was an invisible hand in the dark with a sharp blade, and his heart was opened.

Usually, anyone who mentions Xu Youning to the thoughts, the little guys are very optimistic, and even will tell the adults that his mother will wake up, so that everyone is very reassured to him.

Until today, Mussard knew that the depths of the little guy were actually hiding fears. Although he believed that Xu Youning would wake up, he was afraid that Xu Youning would leave him forever.

"mom……"

The thought whispered again, and the voice was full of helplessness.

Mussell grabbed the little guy's hand, almost at the same time, the little guy subconsciously grabbed his hand.

Then the little guy woke up.

Seeing Muss, I was a little confused, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and said with a certainty: "Dad?"

Muss did not expect the little guy to wake up, closer to the little guy, patted his shoulder and whispered to him: "Sleep."

The thought was finally confirmed, and Dad was really in his room.

He rubbed his eyes and, with the faint light, saw Mussaud’s eyes red.

He sat up and touched the face of Muske: "Dad, are you crying?"

Muske covered the little guy's hand with a wide palm and felt the temperature of the little guy's hand with his cheek. He said, "No."

I still believe that I have not read it wrong, but I have not said anything else. I just drilled into Musi’s arms: "Dad, hug."

As Muss reached out, the little guy got into his arms and hugged him, burying his face in his chest, as if he was comforting him silently.

After a long time, I asked when I was thinking: "Dad, is it really okay?"

The little guy is distressing him - aware of this, Mussard only feels that somewhere in the heart becomes softer. He touched the little guy's head: "You tell Dad first, have you had a nightmare?"

I was hesitant, and "hmm" sounded.

"What did you dream of?"

"I... I dreamed of my mother." I said intermittently, "I dreamed that my mother woke up, but... she didn't want me..."

Sure enough, it was a dream related to Xu Youning. Mussou smiled helplessly: "Stupid kid." For two seconds, he said, "However, half of your dreams are right."

I looked up and my eyes were red: "Does Mom really want me?..."

"Of course not." Mussaud did not hesitate, directly denied the idea of ​​the little guy, "Mom's favorite person is you, how can you not want you?"

"..." I don't talk, blink my eyes, my long eyelashes are covered with tears, and it seems to be wronged.

Musquis touched the little guy's face and told him the truth: "Mother is about to wake up."

"..." I stunned, and the tears at the bottom of the scene immediately stopped spreading. I looked at Muske with my eyes wide open, and I used my eyes to confirm with Muss, whether this is true.

"Really." Musqui said, "You can call Tom Uncle tomorrow."

"Can you play now?!" I almost jumped up from Mussier's arms, and my eyes sparkled with excitement. "I want to know now!" He didn't want to wait any more.

Mussier hugged the little guy and motioned him to calm down: "It's too late, we better not bother Uncle Song."

When I think about it, I nodded and said, "Then I will wake up tomorrow and call Song Shushu." He said, licking his head and asking with expectation, "Can you wake up when you wake up?"

"..." Mussek indulged for a moment. "What time is it when you wake up?"

"Well!" I looked at Mussaud for a moment, and I smiled in my face and got into the arms of Musijue. The milky voice called again: "Dad."

Musquis touched the little guy's head: "Happy?"

"Yeah!" Nodded hard and smiled as if it could illuminate the night, "Happy!"

Mussier kissed the little guy and said slowly: "Dad is also very happy."

The father and the son looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

This is the first time that the father and son laughed so happy after learning about it.

The night was deep, and there were still hours away from dawn. Mussaud realized that he couldn’t hold this way and kept smirking until dawn, and let go of the little guy and said, “Sleep first. Other things, we will talk tomorrow.”

I am obsessed with the clothes of Muske: "Dad, you sleep with me."

Mussie pretended to hesitate before agreeing to the little guy and lying on his little bed with the little guy.

I was very excited. I didn’t feel sleepy after lying down. I was stalking Muske to tell him about Xu Youning.

Mussou knows the little guy too much. If he really tells him about Xu Youning, he will sleep even more.

"We will have a day tomorrow, and we will tell you about your mother tomorrow." Muske took a fairy tale book on the bedside table. "Now tell you the story, okay?"

"But... I..."

I still hesitate to say that I don’t want to agree - he is more interested in his mother now!

"Nothing." Mussaud interrupted the little guy indiscriminately. "Children can only listen to fairy tales before going to bed." Suddenly added, "Western and Nono are the same."

I heard that my brothers are like this. I finally compromised. "Hey," he said, "Well, then I will listen to fairy tales."

Musijue casually picked up a story and slowly read it to the little guy.

I missed the interest in the story itself, but when I heard the voice of Muss, he could feel that Dad was there, which made him feel at ease.

In a stable sense of well-being, the little guy slowly fell asleep.

Mussler pulled out his hand and took a chance. The little guy took his arm as a pillow and his arm was so numb that he was unconscious.

Holding the little guy lying down, Mussard noticed that the little guy’s lips were still faintly smiling, and his lips were not consciously raised.

Xu Youning is about to wake up.

In the future, their lives will no longer be confused and embarrassed, and they will never need to be sad again. He will always laugh like this.

For the first time in four years, Muske has closed his eyes so peacefully, and for the first time has a certain expectation for tomorrow and the future.