I even fantasized that you would talk, hug , and be my closest partner. And all of this really happened one day, but it was only in my dreams... You are the first stroke of color in my childhood, thank you, Winnie Bear, thank you for bringing joy...
An Ruo read the letter several tis, but still couldn’t see anything. Finally, she closed the sketchbook in disappointnt, turned off the light, and went to sleep.
But she couldn’t sleep, as her mind was repeatedly filled with the letters in the sketchbook.
She recalled those letters over and over, feeling that so parts seed familiar, while others didn’t.
Whenever sothing felt familiar, she tried hard to associate and recall it, and because she thought too desperately, she eventually started to have a faint headache.
Unable to endure the pain, she had to give up rembering. She stayed awake with her eyes open until late at night, before dozing off in a daze.
Perhaps she thought too much during the day, so she didn’t sleep well at night, and her dreams were filled with scattered images. The images were so chaotic that she didn’t rember anything but had an entire restless night.
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Before dawn in J City, Kangkang awoke from a nightmare, calling out for Mom.
He dread of Mom calling for help on a plane, which eventually exploded, and Mom was gone with it.
He had this dream more than once, and he was always very scared when he did.
Kangkang sat up, still scared out of his wits, his little face covered in sweat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and realized the day had not yet broken.
However, he didn’t dare sleep alone again, fearing more nightmares.
Getting out of bed, he quietly went to Dad’s room, pushed open the door, intending to sneak into Dad’s bed to sleep with him, only to find the dark room empty.
The little guy entered, puzzled, wondering where Dad had gone, and just happened to see him sitting on the balcony chair, gazing into the distance.
Kangkang walked up to him and asked confusedly, "Dad, did you just wake up, or did you not sleep all night?"
Tang Yuchen turned his head to look at him, placed his large hand on his head, and asked with gentle concern, "Another nightmare?"
Recalling the scene in the dream, the little guy’s face imdiately showed sadness. He went to Tang Yuchen, sat in his lap with his back to him, and felt very reassured nestled against his strong chest.
Holding Dad’s big hand with his little one, Kangkang asked softly, "Dad, have you ever dread of Mom? Did she say anything to you?"
The man behind him said in a deep voice, "No, Dad hasn’t dread of your Mom."
"Why doesn’t Mom co to Dad’s dream, and she doesn’t talk to in mine?" As for dreaming of her having an accident on a plane, that was just his own imagination.
Tang Yuchen explained, "Her not appearing in our dreams ans she’s still alive."
Kangkang suddenly looked up at him, asking excitedly, "Really?"
In the next second, the excitent in his eyes turned to amazent.
"Dad, you..."
Tang Yuchen covered his eyes, speaking softly, "Dad is fine, don’t worry, I will always be here as you grow up and won’t leave you alone."
He is the flesh and blood of An Ruo and himself, so he wouldn’t give up on himself. He would live well, waiting for An Ruo’s return, and also raise their child well.
Kangkang pulled down his hand and nodded firmly, "Dad, I will also always be by your side, and won’t leave you alone. I believe one day, Mom will co back!"
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