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If other children drink medicine, they have to be coaxed by their parents no matter what.

But Ye Shanglu never let her coax him after he was two years old.

It seems that Ye Shanglu thought the medicine was too bitter that time.

So cry a mess.

Ye Guiwan coaxed and persuaded, until the end she couldn't help crying.

Since then, Ye Shanglu has never been coaxed to take medicine.

Thinking of the past, seeing Ye Shanglu obediently drinking the medicine, Ye Guiwan felt infinitely moved, and his eyes wet.

Ye Shanglu swallowed the medicine obediently, only to realize that Ye Guiwan was looking at him, whether to cry or not.

Ye Shanglu quickly cupped Ye Guiwan's face with his small hands, "Mom, don't cry."

Ye Guiwan was startled by her gaffe, and smiled to cover up, "I'm not crying, Xiao Liu, go to sleep."

Ye Shanglu made a guess, thinking that Ye Guiwan was probably sad when he saw him drink the medicine.

Quickly said: "Mom, it's not bitter at all."

Hearing this, Ye Guiwan couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and couldn't help crying while hugging Ye Shanglu.

Xiao Liu is such a good child, why should he have this kind of disease.

Ye Guiwan felt a lot of distress in his heart.

Ye Shanglu didn't know how to comfort Ye Guiwan, so he could only pat Ye Guiwan's back lightly like a little adult.

Ye Guiwan only cried for a while and then stopped crying.

Seeing that Ye Guiwan stopped crying, Ye Shanglu lay down obediently.

If only he hadn't been sick.

It would be great if he could be with his mother all the time.

Ke Shubai was too busy, and Ye Guiwan hadn't been at home recently, so Ye Shanglu couldn't tell them that he had been sick twice.

When he got sick, he cried more sadly than his mother.

This world is so good, he doesn't want to die.

Ye Guiwan smiled embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, Xiao Liu, mom is crying, don't imitate mom."

Ye Shanglu nestled in the quilt, a small one, and its fluffy little head nodded.

"Well, I'm a boy and I don't cry, but my mother is a girl and I can cry."

Ye Guiwan was amused by Ye Shanglu's childish words, "No, who said that men don't shed tears, it's just that they haven't reached the point of sadness. If Xiao Liu wants to cry, mother is your most solid embrace."

Ye Shanglu didn't know much about what Ye Guiwan said, but seemed to understand what Ye Guiwan meant, he blinked, "Mom, I love you."

Ye Guiwan poked Ye Shanglu on the forehead, and said with a smile: "Xiao Liu, what story do you want to hear?"

Ye Shanglu said without hesitation: "Listen to the story of Monkey King."

What he likes the most is the story of Monkey King told by his mother. He won't get tired of listening to it a hundred times.

The story of Monkey King.

Ozawa seems to like it too.

Ye Guiwan immediately responded to Kiss Baby's request, "Then I'm going to start talking."

"Good night, Mom."

Ye Shanglu closed his eyes, and Ye Guiwan began to tell a story.

Ye Guiwan no longer needs books, the story has been told hundreds of times and thousands of times, sentence after sentence, as smooth as flowing water, without thinking at all.

Ye Guiwan reckoned that Ye Shanglu had fallen asleep, so he stopped talking.

Tucking Ye Shanglu under the quilt again, Ye Guiwan walked out of Ye Shanglu's room and closed the door gently.

As soon as he walked out of the room, that heavy feeling hit Ye Guiwan again.

The secret that Ye Shanglu said kept replaying in Ye Guiwan's mind.

In the end, Ye Guiwan just informed Tan Ziyue to come to the villa the day after tomorrow.