Tony smoked a few cigarettes irritably, and Zhan Keke's laughter kept coming from downstairs, and the cigarettes he smoked were even worse.

"Oh, my stomach is growling, Coco is hungry."

"Brother Dean, are you hungry?"

Tony heard this and took out his cell phone to check the time.

It's past nine o'clock.

Those two children haven't had dinner yet?

When Tony called him when he was thinking about Zhan Lian, it was during dinner, but at that time, Mi Ning was in a bad situation, and several of them must not have eaten.

Including him.

Tony put out his cigarette, put his cell phone in his pocket, and strode downstairs.

In the living room downstairs, He Xiaoyi had been guarding his two children. When he heard Zhan Keke saying that he was hungry, he came over and said, "What do you want to eat, Miss? Uncle He will ask someone to buy it."

Zhan Keke looked upstairs with big eyes, "Mom and dad haven't come down yet. I wonder if mom and dad are hungry."

Just as he finished speaking, a man walked out from upstairs.

Zhan Keke's eyes lit up. When she saw who the person was who came out, the light in her eyes dimmed.

Not Mom and Dad, but Uncle Tony.

But soon, the little girl thought of something, dropped the toys in her hands, and ran towards Tony quickly, "Uncle Tony, how is mommy?"

The little girl came upstairs and stood in front of Tony, looking at Tony with eyes full of expectation.

Tony looked at these pure eyes, full of hope, and he suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Tony knelt down and held the little girl's hand, with the usual relaxed smile on his face, "Mommy hasn't woken up yet, but don't worry, Mommy will wake up."

"Now the first and most important thing our cute little princess has to do is to take brother Dean to dinner."

"You can't go hungry."

"Otherwise, you will get sick."

"Do you know?"

The little girl nodded immediately, "Keke knows!"

"It will be very uncomfortable if you get sick, just like Coco got sick before."

"Now that Mommy is sick, Dad has to take care of Mommy. Keke will be obedient."

"That's right!"

"Let's go, whatever you want to eat, Uncle Tony will cook it for you."

"Although Uncle Tony's cooking skills are not as good as your father's, he can still eat them."

Zhan Keke immediately raised his hand, "Keke wants to eat pasta! I want tomato sauce!"

"Okay! Uncle Tony will do it for you."

"Um!"

Tony led Zhan Keke downstairs, Dean watched, and then looked upstairs.

There is no such gentle figure.

"Brother Dean, let's go to the kitchen to help Uncle Tony!"

Zhan Keke ran to Dean, pulled him over, and held Tony's hand.

An adult and two children went to the kitchen together, leaving He Xiaoyi in the living room.

He Xiaoyi looked at the three people walking into the kitchen, then looked upstairs, and then went to the kitchen.

He couldn't leave, he had to look after the child and wait for Mr. Zhan's instructions.

The night was deep and quiet, and Tony and He Xiaoyi took their two children to wash up and go to bed. By the time they settled the two little ones, it was already past eleven o'clock.

Very late.

"You've never taken care of children, have you?"

The two of them finally had some free time and stood in front of the bed, looking at the two little guys sleeping together on the bed. Their usually well-behaved little faces looked even cuter now that they were asleep.

He Xiaoyi shook his head, "No."

Tony smiled, his smile full of endearment, "Sometimes children will give you a headache, and sometimes they will make you relaxed and happy."

"Coco and Dean are so cute."

"They are all very sensible children."

He Xiaoyi's eyes softened, "Yeah."

"Okay, let the two children sleep. We're afraid we won't be able to sleep tonight."

Tony pulled the quilt up for the two children, turned off the light, and went out with He Xiaoyi.

There is no movement in the master bedroom yet.

But whether there is movement or no movement, it cannot make people feel reassured.

Tony looked at the closed master bedroom door, the smile on his face disappeared, and turned into a calm and calm acceptance of everything.

What is supposed to come will always come.

I just don’t know if Zhan Lianshi was prepared before coming.

Mi Ning is having a dream. This dream has good and bad dreams, just like a person's life, from sweet to bitter, and from bitter to sweet.

She walked through a person's life in her dream and experienced the ups and downs of this person's life.

Her tears fell from her eyes and fell on Zhan Lianshi's hands.

Zhan Lianshi opened his eyes.

The orange warm light was on in the bedroom, and he could clearly see the pain on her face.

She hasn't woken up yet.

She is tortured by nightmares.

Zhan Lianshi looked at Mi Ning quietly, looking at the tears on her face. He didn't wipe her tears or do anything. He just looked at her with silence in his eyes.

The bedroom is quiet, and the night outside the window is peaceful.

It seemed like a world where no one would disturb them, just the two of them.

But Zhan Lianshi knew that there is time in this world.

Once time arrives, it will never come again.

His gaze fell on Mi Ning's eyes, her eyelashes wet with tears, and he paused there. Then, his gaze moved upward and landed on her soft and thin eyebrows, where he paused as before.

He looked at her like this, from her eyes and eyelashes to her eyebrows and forehead, and then down to her nose, face, and lips.

Every time he looked at a place, he would stop, as if he wanted to write down every bit of her and engrav it into his mind.

After finishing this, his eyes stayed on her cheek again.

This face that was always smiling was now wet with tears. He raised his hand and stretched out his fingertips to wipe away the tears from her face.

However, his fingertips stopped very close to her cheek.

Just like she asked him, Ah Shi, did I have a nightmare?

Are our children gone?

He can't touch her anymore.

When those two sentences were asked, he and she were already separated by an unbridgeable gap.

He couldn't get through it, and neither could she.

Zhan Lian's fingertips trembled. He lowered his eyes, curled his fingertips, and then pulled them back.

He slowly let go of her, put her on the bed, withdrew his hand, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.

Step by step, action by action, he was careful and sacred.

When everything was done, he stood in front of the bed and looked at her as before.

The light spots in the night in his eyes gradually faded and faded.

When there was only a trace of light, he lowered his head, placed his thin lips on hers, and touched her gently.

At this moment, he looked at her and her wet eyelashes, which were quiet, soft and loving.

All his love and favor appeared at this moment and disappeared at this moment.

Lin Liang, I'm sorry.
Chapter completed!