Chen Wang opened his eyes.

The ward was silent, and the sky was about to turn white. The sky was gray and bright, the air was dry and cool, and there was a very light smell of medicine mixed with disinfectant.

Chen Wang looked at the vast snow-white ceiling, quieted for a while, and turned his head.

Meng Yingning lay beside the bed, frowned with her head tilted, and reached out to hook his hand, looking unhappy in sleep.

Chen Wang raised his hand. As soon as he moved, his fingers were tightly grasped. Meng Yingning didn't open his eyes, but just held his hand, patted his back, muttering vaguely: "I'm not afraid, it's okay..."

She did this every night when the two moved together to sleep together.

As soon as he moves, she will suddenly wake up, or the person is still asleep, unconsciously come over and hold his waist, and pat it like a child.

Chen Wang raised his hand and pinched Meng Yingning's little nose.

Three seconds.

The little girl frowned and struggled to open her eyes.

"Get up and sleep well, I can't hold you now."

The man's voice rang in his ears in a hazy way.

Meng Yingning straightened up blankly, and her neck turned one direction for a long time, and a crunched sound.

Meng Yingning let out a cry of pain, and was so excited that she woke up directly by the pain. She covered her neck and cried with a sad face, looking at him sadly: "Have you gone away?"

Chen Wangyang said, "Have I burned it?"

“…”

Meng Yingning looked at him speechlessly, not understanding why male creatures always have a kind of obsessive and persistent concern for such magical things.

After a long time, he said dryly: "Okay."

She got up and stretched, and looked at the time at five o'clock.

Meng Yingning turned around, yawned again, and said with tears in her eyes: "What do you want to eat? There should be a breakfast truck in the hospital now."

"No, let Lin Heran buy it and bring it with you later. You go to sleep for a while and wait for him to come and ask him to take you home." Chen Wang said.

"Then aren't you hungry now?" Meng Yingning said, wiping her tears.

"Hungry," Chen Wang leaned his head against the wall, and said lazily, "Then come over and let me take a bite?"

“…”

Meng Yingning walked over, leaned over and reached out, touched his forehead, which was warm.

He leaned over and put it on his head, confirming it: "It seems that it will not burn."

Chen Wang didn't move, and the two of them pressed their foreheads against their foreheads, with the same posture as last night, and the atmosphere was completely different.

Meng Yingning looked into the man's dark and clear eyes.

"You seem to be in a good mood today," she said suddenly.

"Hmm?" Chen Wang's nasal voice was faint, and he curled his lips, "Is that right?"

"Have you won the lottery?"

"Ningning, gambling is not good." Chen Wang said carelessly.

Meng Yingning tilted her head: "Which beautiful girl I'm having a chat with while I'm sleeping?"

Chen Wang laughed, his expression relaxed and lazy: "Yes, we are chatting."

The first ray of sunrise in the morning slowly rises.

The bright and light sunlight in winter passes through the window and sprinkles into the empty ward, climbs onto the corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows, dyeing him a layer of golden light.

A dazzling, vivid and gentle light.

It seems like there is something.

It was removed.

Chen Wang is indeed in good health. He went home after living there for less than two days. He had a set of clothes and looked no different from usual. He just waited for a while to come back and remove the stitches.

In order to take care of him, Meng Yingning took two days off and wanted to ask for it on the third day, but Chen Wang exposed his thoughts very directly.

When Meng Yingning stuck to him for the third time and hugged his arm and said, "You may not go tomorrow, don't worry about you being at home alone." The man sneered: "Don't want to go to work so much?"

It's like I didn't want to go to school when I was a kid.

kid.

“…”

Meng Yingning couldn't go there reluctantly.

She has taken out all the annual leave during this period, but fortunately this year is about to end. She uses all the leave, and it doesn’t seem to be a loss.

Magazine is the most unforgettable place for people to forget all kinds of festivals, because every festival is like seeing new hopes of high performance breaking the frozen status of the industry. Even if there are only a few festivals every year, it still cannot erase the enthusiasm of all companies to do different things.

For example, the approaching Christmas.

Christmas was prepared last month, and a special collection was made with the New Year's Day magazine. Now all the work has been completed, and the entire editorial department is filled with a cheerful festive atmosphere.

Li Huan also specially bought two strings of red and green small colored lantern balls, with golden bells hanging on them, and hung them at the door of the office.

It was Saturday that day, and Chen Wang and Meng Yingning went to the welfare home.

The first snow in the imperial capital this winter was a few days ago. The white snow was paved with a thin layer, and only cleared out the door and the path to walk. Looking around, there was a clear and clear light.

Children have always liked this kind of festival. Welfare homes usually hold events. There is a large Christmas tree in the middle of the yard, and there are several gift boxes under the tree, which looks a bit simple.

Meng Yingning and Chen Wang brought a lot of things over, bought wrapping paper, and packed them beautifully and carried a bag. The volunteer sister who received them was the last time. After taking the things, she said with a smile: "Don't you go out to celebrate the festival with your friends?"

Meng Yingning turned his head, pointed at Chen Wang, and whispered: "The elderly are particularly not interested in lively."

The eldest sister then glanced at the man with a cold face behind her and burst out laughing.

There were a few children playing with snow next to them. The white snow balls were formed into balls, pressing on the snow one by one, stacking them crookedly, two eyes were embedded with dates on top, and a dry small tree branch was inserted below.

Meng Yingning and Chen Wang entered the house and saw Yi Changan sitting alone in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window in the activity room from afar.

The child was like a little adult, holding his chin with both hands, sitting on a small dinosaur-shaped stool, looking at the white snow outside the window and the children rolling around in the snow, with black eyes quietly.

Meng Yingning stood at the door for a while.

Xiao Changan seemed to feel it, and suddenly turned his head.

Meng Yingning blinked at him.

The child's black grape-like eyes also blinked.

Then two fleshy little hands slid down on the bench and ran towards her.

Meng Yingning squatted down and watched him run closer: "Do you still know me?"

The child didn't say anything, and arched into her arms and hugged her waist.

Meng Yingning also hugged him.

The child's body is soft, with a faint milky aroma, the clothes have a clean soap smell, and a little damp and precipitated smell.

After all, it is a welfare home, and there are too many children, so it is impossible to take care of each one carefully.

Meng Yingning raised his hand and rubbed his soft hair, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

She cleared her throat: "Chang'an."

The child still didn't say anything, and his head rubbed gently in her arms.

"Just..." Meng Yingning looked at him and said, "Do you want to live with Chen Wang's father in the future?"

Little Changan raised his head and looked at her with his tender little face looking a little confused.

Meng Yingning slowed down and said, "Can you live with me and Chen Wang's father in Chang'an? Let's go home together, and have a particularly good grandpa and grandpa to play with you. There will be many uncles and aunts who like you too. Will Chang'an be willing?"

Little Changan reacted slowly, stared at her blankly, and then tears fell down.

He nodded vigorously, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes with the back of his fleshy hands: "I thought."

He said carefully, "I want to have mom and dad."

So as soon as Chen Wanggang came out of the dean's office, he saw Meng Yingning squatting on the ground at the door of the activity room, two people, one big and one small, hugged each other and cried.

Even the young one stopped crying. The short fat little hand slapped the little girl's head with difficulty, coaxing her with a slight voice: "Don't cry, don't cry, you'll fly in pain."

Then Meng Yingning cried even louder: "Why are you so sensible, little beloved..."

Chang'an frowned, looking a little distressed.

“…”

Chen Wang sighed.

It is quite troublesome to adopt children. Meng Yingning is not old enough and Chen Wang is still one year away, so Meng’s father and Meng’s mother can only be adopted.

The day before Christmas, the two of them went back, and Meng Yingning wanted to discuss this with the two elders.

Chen Wang is not good at talking about these things. Meng Yingning originally thought about it himself, but when he entered the house and had dinner, Chen Wang said it straight to the point.
To be continued...