"An'an, from now on, Mom just hopes you'll grow up safe and sound." Xu Nianhua gently stroked her son's cheek with her finger; his smooth face was like a peeled egg.
"Our son has us to protect him, so he'll definitely grow up healthy and safe."
Pei Yicheng kissed his son's face, then kissed the mother of his son, and said, "Nianhua, you've worked so hard."
"Tonight, you had it tough." Xu Nianhua grinned; she certainly wouldn't say she wasn't tired. When she gave birth to An'an, the pain made her want to die.
She always feels like, after that, nothing scares her anymore.
"Compared to you, mine's nothing." Pei Yicheng urged her to go to sleep early. He took their son to sleep on the bed next door. In the hospital room, a little nightlight stayed on. In the dim light, seeing Xu Nianhua sleeping peacefully gave him a feeling that all was well in the world.
Son, wife—Pei Yicheng felt like his life was complete.
"An'an, from now on, you and I will protect Mom together, okay?"
