"Aunt Duanduan."

The child's voice was a little low, as if he was not happy, so he chirped like a mosquito to mean it.

Duan Ning somewhat recovered from the shock. This child looked to be at least four years old, but it was easy to tell from the fact that he was wearing a hospital gown that he was in poor health and was thinner than other children of the same age.

Moreover, this face looks like it was carved out of the same mold as Cheng Ke, so it is not difficult to guess who the father of the child is.

Since Wen Yanchu had been missing for more than five years, it was almost not difficult for Duan Ning to guess that she was pregnant from the time she disappeared.

She couldn't say anything. Listening to such a childish cry, Duan Ning couldn't say a word.

It’s just that Chengcheng had already preconceived the idea, so after saying this, he was still upset, and then said, "Why did you hit my mommy? Huh?! Don't you know that hitting someone is wrong?"

He said it more indignantly than anyone else, making Wen Yanchu feel a little embarrassed.

He could only hold his precious son and look at Duan Ning. There was some apology in his eyes. It was just because his son would be angry. Cheng Ke was almost angry. This woman really didn't have a temper. She didn't have the temper next to her.

Everyone wanted to be angry on her behalf, just being slapped and scolded, even though it was true that her five years of no contact was really irritating.

But he, Cheng Ke, was the biggest victim, and he wasn't even willing to hit her! Why should others hit her? The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but look at his son with admiration. Children are good, and they don't even have to worry about what they say.

"Duanduan, you...don't worry, he is not like this usually." Wen Yanchu explained.

Duan Ning finally found her language and asked intermittently, "Is this... your son?"

"Yes." Wen Yanchu nodded, "My son, Chengcheng, his full name is Cheng Rui."

In fact, the result had already been guessed, but getting the confirmation from Wen Yanchu still shocked Duan Ning. In five years... her son had grown so old.

"It's so big..." Duan Ning stretched out her hand slightly, wanting to touch Chengcheng, but halfway through, she retracted her hand, seemingly in disbelief.

Wen Yanchu took a step forward while holding Chengcheng. He originally saw Duan Ning's movements and wanted her to touch the child's head.

But Duan Ning had already retracted her hand, and the tears in her eyes had already fallen down, "They are already so big..."

Duan Ning's voice trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and tears fell down in large numbers.

This look made Chengcheng's heart soften. He was a child raised by Wen Yanchu, and he completely inherited Wen Yanchu's kindness. So when he saw Duan Ning crying like this, he couldn't bear it.

The little anger had subsided, the little brow furrowed, and he reached out and touched Duan Ning's face.

"Aunt Duanduan, please stop crying, okay? I won't talk about you, okay? Don't cry..." His milky voice was a little softer, no longer as clear and bright as when he was angry before.

It tastes even softer and softer, making people's hearts melt.

Duan Ning sniffed, wiped the tears on her face, smiled slightly, and nodded, "Okay, Auntie, I won't cry anymore."

With tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips, she reached out and grabbed the child's little hand, "You are so cute. Are you sick?"

Duan Ning saw the hospital gown on his body and the cotton hat on his head, and suddenly had some bad suspicions, so she asked.

Chengcheng just nodded his head. A child has no scruples when speaking and tells the truth, so he nodded, "Well, I have leukemia, but it will get better."

This sounds so distressing, yet so optimistic.

Duan Ning was surprised when she heard this. She turned to look at Wen Yanchu and saw the sadness in her eyes that she wanted to hide.

She must have experienced a lot in the past five years, right? Looking at the hidden sadness in Wen Yanchu's eyes, Duan Ning felt as if the anger in her heart had been doused, and she was mute and couldn't express it at all.

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Duan Ning reached over and gently touched Chengcheng's head. No wonder this little guy looked so thin. It turned out...it was because of this disease.

"Well, you will definitely get better." Duan Ning said this with a positive tone, like a prayer or a blessing.

Chengcheng grinned, his eyebrows arched, and he looked very much like Cheng Ke. The little guy smiled like this and said, "Yes, Xiaoxi is going to have another baby. When the baby is born, my disease will be cured, and

I will have more sisters or brothers, and I would rather have a younger sister."

When Wen Yan first heard his son's words, he smiled slightly and said nothing, just looking at Duan Ning.

Duan Ning looked at Wen Yanchu with surprise on her face. Another child? It must be to save the child's life...

Everyone has their own unknown bitterness, and every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. For the first time, she couldn't blame Wen Yanchu for anything.

Moreover, Wen Yanchu also changed a lot, became thinner, and was not as energetic as before...

"Duanduan, is Xiaochan feeling better?" Wen Yanchu asked again.

Duan Ning's mood had calmed down a lot because of the appearance of Chengcheng. After hearing Wen Yanchu's words, she didn't have any words to stab Wen Yanchu sharply. Her voice was calmer and more sad, "It's still...

Isn't it just like that, living like a dead person? I feel like her soul has long since ceased to exist. No matter what happens around her, no matter what she says or does, she seems to be unable to hear or see. She is like a walking zombie."

Duan Ning summed up Zuo Chan's current state in four words: she is a walking dead.

Wen Yan first thought that he had met Zuo Chan once and seen her appearance. Indeed...this description is not inappropriate.

"Can I go see...meet her? I want to see her..." When Wen Yanchu said this, he was a little uncertain and tentative, as if he didn't know if Duan Ning would get into trouble again.

Duan Ning just nodded, "If you want to meet her, go ahead. Although she is still Zuo Chan, I don't know if she is Zuo Chan anymore."

This sentence sounds very contradictory, but when applied to Zuo Chan, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Wen Yanchu felt a twinge of discomfort in her heart. She lowered her eyes and kissed his little forehead, "Son, shall we go see Aunt Xiaochan? She is also a good friend of her mother, and she is sick now.

Shall we go see her?"

Chengcheng nodded and agreed obediently, "Okay."

Wen Yanchu turned around and glanced at Cheng Ke, "Let's go."

Cheng Ke just nodded, held her shoulders and followed Duan Ning towards the front.
Chapter completed!