The little breasted dumpling turned around and hugged her.
He said: "Mommy, I miss you so much."
Nan Yan's back stiffened, and she stretched out a hand tremblingly to stroke the little guy's soft hair.
"Child, is it really you?"
Nan Yan's voice was choked with sobs, and tears slowly escaped from her eyes.
Crystal tears fell from her eyes, she couldn't wait to see how the little guy grew up.
Even though she knew it was a dream, Nan Yan couldn't let go of the knot in her heart.
But the little guy in his arms had already raised his head first.
The moment his eyes touched that face, Nan Yan was shocked.
Because that kid actually had a face exactly like Lu Shijiu!
The little breasted dumpling stared at Nan Yan with a pair of big watery eyes, and spoke with tears:
"Mommy, I miss you, Mommy-!"
Nan Yan opened her eyes suddenly and gasped for air.
Her hair was wet with cold sweat, and everything in the dream still made her feel frightened. Her heart was beating so fast that it almost burst out of her throat.
"Nan Yan...!"
The man beside the bed woke up with a start and immediately grabbed her wrist.
Nan Yan turned her head in a daze, and happened to see a face that she thought about day and night.
Without any hesitation, she almost blurted out: "Huai Jing..."
Lin Jinchi was stunned.
The knee-jerk reaction couldn't lie, but it was like a knife stabbing into his heart.
He gritted his teeth, tried his best to suppress the scars under his eyes, and spoke again:
"Nan Yan, it's me."
These four short words made Lin Jinchi feel as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Nan Yan's eyelashes trembled, and a tear fell on the quilt.
"Jin Chi..."
Her heart ached so much that she couldn't help but shed tears.
Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat, but he really couldn't bear to see her cry.
He finally couldn't help but stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms.
"Don't cry, Nan Yan, did you dream about something?"
His gentle words made Nan Yan stunned for half a quarter of an hour.
"I……"
What to say?
The southern smoke was like a lump in her throat. Just when she was thinking about what to say, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.
"Doctor Alina...oh..."
A childish voice came from the door.
Immediately afterwards, the little guy's eyes were covered by Zhou's mother.
"Miss Alina, I'm really sorry, we came at the wrong time... we... we leave first..."
Zhou Ma explained awkwardly, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, Nan Yan stopped them.
"Wait a moment……"
The two of them paused, and Xiao Naituanzi glanced at Nan Yan cautiously.
The latter waved to her: "Come here, Shijiu."
Zhou Ma glanced at Lin Jinchi nervously: "Miss Alina, we..."
"It's okay, come in."
Lin Jinchi spoke calmly.
Hearing this, Xiao Naituanzi immediately let go of Zhou Ma's hand and rushed towards Nanyan.
He came directly to the bed and hugged Nan Yan's arm.
"Doctor Alina, I miss you so much..."
The same voice and tone coincided with the call in the dream.
"Mommy, I miss you so much..."
The same words made Nan Yan almost break through.
She froze, and instinctively wanted to hold the little guy in her arms.
But, how is it possible?
Even if she was dreaming, she shouldn't dream that Shijiu turned into her own child.
Because he was the son of her enemy and ex-husband!
Thinking of this relationship made Nan Yan even more painful.
She bit her lip, and her hand stroking the little guy was trembling slightly.
"I'm really sorry to bother you, Miss Alina. I...the old man said you were injured and asked me to make some soup for you..."
As Zhou Ma spoke, she put the things on the table next to her.
Lin Jinchi's eyes quickly flashed with darkness, but he still whispered: "Thank you, grandpa, for your concern."
He said, stepping forward and opening it himself.
The aroma came out immediately. Lin Jinchi filled a bowl for Nan Yan and then said:
"Alina, look, grandpa loves you so much. He is a kind man. There were just some misunderstandings before. Let me feed you while it's hot."
After saying that, he took it personally and brought the spoon to Nan Yan's lips.
The sudden move made Nan Yan a little embarrassed.
But she had injured her hand after all, and she really couldn't eat on her own at the moment.
It's hard to reject warm hospitality, so Nanyan couldn't let Lin Jinchi be so embarrassed, so he could only take a sip.
The little girl in her arms looked at Nan Yan and then at Lin Jinchi. The little man frowned.
Nan Yan was embarrassed and had to evade: "Jin Chi, I... I'm not very hungry now, so I'd better eat it first."
"Okay, I..."
Before Lin Jinchi finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang again.
"I'm going to take a call first." He said after looking down at his phone.
Nan Yan immediately felt like he was being pardoned and nodded repeatedly: "Okay."
Lin Jinchi nodded, put down his things, and walked out.
Nan Yan relaxed instantly, but these trivial movements were captured by Xiao Naituanzi.
"Sister Alina, you seem...not to dislike that...uncle very much?"
The little guy's childish voice spoke to the point.
Nan Yan couldn't help but explain: "He is my fiancé, Shi Jiu, and your great-grandfather's grandson. Actually... you should call him... um... uncle."
"Uncle...it sounds like he is not as young as his uncle."
The little breasted dumpling frowned, with a look of confusion on his face.
Nan Yan was amused by his appearance, and Zhou's mother on the side quickly stepped forward.
"Miss Alina, my young master speaks freely, please don't be offended."
"How could it be? Everyone... is a family."
When Zhou Ma heard this, she immediately appreciated the importance of the word "family".
But Xiaonuituanzi was a little disappointed.
He was silent for a while and then said in a deep voice: "Sister Alina, will you marry that uncle in the future?"
Nan Yan laughed. She was silent for a moment before replying: "Maybe."
Hearing this answer, the little guy was obviously more disappointed.
"Then can you... not marry him?"
The little breasted dumpling lowered his head a little sadly:
"Although it's wrong to say that, that uncle really looks a lot like daddy, but... I hope that that person... is daddy... I'm sorry, I shouldn't impose my ideas on you, this …It’s just the selfish words of a child like me…”
Listening to the little guy's cautious words, Nan Yan felt even more unspeakably uncomfortable.
She couldn't help but touched Xiaotuanzi's cheek and said gently: "Why do you say that? Shijiu, you also have a mommy!"
Although, that woman is Nan Yan's sworn enemy.
But Shijiu shook his head like a rattle and explained eagerly:
"No... although she is a mommy, she is not a good mommy... I, I hope I can choose a mommy by myself, sister Alina, I hope... you can be my mommy!"
