The two of them chatted for a while, and Shen Mianmian couldn’t help but start to feel drowsy again. Seeing her struggling to keep her eyes open, He Nan affectionately ruffled her hair and said, "Your hair is still wet. Sleep later, it’s not good to sleep with wet hair."
"Mhm." Shen Mianmian nodded, trying hard to keep herself awake. Seeing this, He Nan said, "I’ll go get a dry towel to help you dry it faster."
Shen Mianmian nodded. Just as He Nan turned around, a scene suddenly flashed through her mind, and she felt sowhat more alert. When He Nan ca back with the towel, she asked hesitantly.
"Big Brother He, before I lost my mories, had you also been to my room before?"
He Nan’s eyes flickered slightly, "Do you rember things from your childhood?"
"Just now when you went out, that scene felt very familiar, as if I saw a younger version of you turning to leave," Shen Mianmian candidly said.
He Nan chuckled lightly and continued to dry her hair, "I have visited before. You were quite clingy back then; even when you were sleepy, you’d want to carry you upstairs."
For so reason, Shen Mianmian suddenly felt a pang of jealousy for her younger self, "Did you like a lot back then?"
He Nan laughed quietly, "Back then, we were just little kids. What did we know?"
Shen Mianmian thought that made sense, but without her childhood mories, she always felt like her younger self wasn’t really her, as if she was another person. So when she learned that He Nan seed to dote on her younger self, she couldn’t help feeling a little sour. She wondered if it had anything to do with her current pregnancy.
It’s said that pregnant won tend to be overly sentintal in front of their husbands. It seems there might be so truth to it.
Her hair was quickly dried, and Shen Mianmian could hardly keep her eyes open anymore. He Nan helped her lie down, "Go to sleep! I’ll go downstairs after you’ve fallen asleep."
"Mhm."
Shen Mianmian nodded with her eyes closed, and it wasn’t long before her breathing beca steady.
She had a dream, where she beca a child again, laughing joyfully in this room. She also dreamt of a miniaturized He Nan watching her with resignation as she bounced on the bed. The scene shifted, and she dreamt that she was downstairs in the yard, clinging to He Nan’s leg and crying her eyes out for candy.
He Nan frowned in helpless resignation, which made the dreaming Shen Mianmian laugh.
In that mont, she saw another little girl in the yard, looking at her with disdain, as if she couldn’t stand it anymore, she ran over to pull her away, telling her not to cling to He Nan.
Shen Mianmian was puzzled, who was this little girl?
...
Downstairs.
He Nan was still discussing wedding preparations with Ruan Feng and his son. Ruan Lingyu, who had finished her tasks, listened without interjecting. She had always been harsh towards Shen Mianmian, resulting in a distant relationship between He Nan and herself. Now, as they were planning the wedding, her opinions were of no concern to others.
Ruan Lingyu knew this, so she kept silent.
The group talked until He Xiaobei got sleepy, and then He Nan took him back.
"I should also get so sleep early, need to get up early tomorrow," Ruan Yiqian said as he returned to his room after seeing off He Nan.
Ruan Lingyu and Ruan Feng, on the other hand, found themselves unable to sleep. Their daughter was getting married tomorrow, and they were both excited and emotional. It felt like ti had flown by so quickly; they had barely lived together with their daughter before she was about to beco a mother and a wife.
Thinking of this, Ruan Lingyu suddenly felt a twinge of guilt, "It was because I was too stubborn in the past."
As for where she had been stubborn, she didn’t specify, but Ruan Feng understood in his heart.
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