Chapter 117 Dreamland

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On an embroidery bed, a little girl carved in pink and jade slowly opened her eyes.

She rubbed the corners of her eyes and saw a beautiful woman sitting beside the bed.

It seemed very difficult to open that little cherry mouth.

However, after working hard for a while, although my speech was still a little unclear, I finally got the words out:

"Two...two, mother!"

The woman who was still a little drowsy suddenly woke up, and couldn't help but feel happy when she heard that she could call herself mother.

He slowly hugged her into his arms, and at the same time greeted her outside the room:

"Daddy, come here quickly! Xiaoyun is awake and just called me mother!"

The slightly opened door was suddenly opened, and a man with a handsome face and a strong body came in hastily.

His face should have been very young, but the beard that had not been cleaned up for a long time and the somewhat haggard expression added a lot of vicissitudes to him that were inappropriate for his age.

But at this moment, it was completely replaced by a smile that was overjoyed:

"Xi'er, is it true?"

He also saw Xiaoyun in his wife's arms, staring at him with big watery eyes:

"Great, hahaha..."

As summer turns to autumn, Xiaoyun accidentally catches the cold and has been unconscious for several days.

Many doctors were consulted but to no avail. The couple was very anxious, but they could only stay by her side and did not dare to stay away.

Today, I finally woke up.

Seeing her rosy look, her husband thought that the cold weather was probably getting better.

I wanted to take the child from my wife’s arms, but she ruthlessly filmed it:

"Look at your beard. How long has it been since you shaved it? Don't prick Xiaoyun!"

"Yes, yes, look at me, am I too happy?"

He rubbed his hands in embarrassment and continued to ask:

"Xiaoyun really called you mother?"

"of course it's true!"

The wife was a little proud and cautiously asked the child:

"Xiaoyun, call me mother again and listen."

Xiaoyun was very obedient. After his first experience, he became more fluent this time. A crisp voice came out again:

"mother!"

"Hey! Mom is here."

She felt extremely happy again, hugged the child excitedly, and kissed her pink face.

The husband asked with some envy and some expectancy:

"Xiaoyun, do you know daddy? Can you call me too?"

To his surprise, the child didn't hesitate for too long, and his expectant voice came:

"father!"

He also felt extremely satisfied, no longer paying attention to his wife's obstruction, and stepped forward to kiss the child.

But he was also worried that his unkempt beard might hurt her, so he just kissed her little hand.

"I didn't expect that this time it would be a blessing in disguise. Xiaoyun can actually speak."

This is actually a thorn in the couple's heart that has been buried for a long time.

Normally, children of other families will be able to call them daddy when they are about one year old.

Before Xiaoyun fell ill, he had already celebrated his third birthday.

They also found many doctors, but all they got was the consolation of "late bloomer".

However, his wife was a little dissatisfied with what he said:

"What do you mean? Is it a good thing for a child to be sick?

I would rather Xiaoyun never speak for the rest of her life than suffer from illness or disaster! "

"Xi'er, that's not what I meant. I misunderstood. I misunderstood..."

He apologized quickly, but his wife was already holding the child dissatisfied and turned away from him.

Naturally, the husband would not give up so easily. He stepped forward and held both mother and daughter in his arms, and apologized profusely again.

Seeing how sincere he looked, his wife was not too cruel and quickly forgave him.

Xiaoyun, who was shrinking in their arms, had a clearness in her eyes that did not suit her age.

Mu Yunxi has recovered some memories.

At first, she thought the strange memories that suddenly appeared in her head were some sort of dream.

But as the memory fragments became more and more clear, she gradually understood.

The place she was in now was a dream, a dream created for her by Wenxin Jie.

However, this was a scene she hadn't seen in many years, where her parents were arguing over her.

At this time, Mu Yunxi, even though she knew this was all an illusion, still wanted to continue pretending to be dumbfounded.

She was a little greedy for the atmosphere she once had.

Just a little while, just a little while...

In the inner world, even time seems unreal.

She clearly felt that less than a quarter of an hour had passed, and six years had passed in this world.

What's even stranger is that she can even perceive everything that happened. Maybe some parts are inconsistent with her memory, but they are pretty much the same.

This night is her ninth birthday.

The whole family was very happy, but when they were about to disperse at noon, my father suddenly said:

"I'm going to have a drink with an adult later, and I might not be back tonight."

My mother didn't stop her, after all, this wasn't the first time this happened.

She was very confident about her husband, and even if she spent the night outside, she never came into contact with other women.

Rather, she is supportive. After all, her husband works hard to socialize so that they can live a better life.

Over the years, he has indeed done it.

Originally, the matter was decided like this, and my father just informed him as usual, and there was basically no intention of discussing it.

However, Yun Xi, who had always kept to himself, suddenly raised an objection:

"Dad, can you not go this time?"

Before he could answer, his mother spoke first:

"You kid, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Dad is here to do business, otherwise how could he get the money for you to continue to attend such a good private school.

It's no wonder that her tone was a little harsh.

As life at home got better and better, her mother still loved her very much.

But no matter how big or small it is, I basically always turn to my father.

But Mu Yunxi ignored it and continued:

"Then I won't go to private school, and my father won't go either, okay?"

"Hey! You kid!"

My mother was already a little angry and was ready to fight.

But her father stopped her and comforted her softly:

"Xi'er, why are you angry with your child? She just wants me to play with her for a few more days.

Xiaoyun, you too. Don't make your mother angry anymore. My father is on business and will be back by noon tomorrow at the latest. Don't worry. "

rest assured? How could she be relieved!

Mu Yunxi clearly remembered that after this time, her father completely changed.

She still doesn’t give up:

"Then please promise me not to go gambling, okay?"

Gambling? He had never been in contact with her before, so naturally he didn't really take the matter to heart. He just made a fuss and left.

Mu Yunxi wanted to say a few more words, but found that her body was not very responsive.

Yes, this dream was not controlled by her.

Until now, it's just memories, and she has no power to change...