"Mother--"

Song Yan woke up suddenly, only felt dripping cold sweat all over her body, her whole body was in a trance, still in shock.

Just when she couldn't tell whether she was still dreaming or had woken up, Xiaotuanzi's voice came clearly next to her ear: "Mom...Mom, are you awake?"

Song Yan turned her head in a daze.

The eyelashes that were wet with cold sweat were sticking tightly to the eyelids, blurring her vision, and she couldn't see clearly for a while.

"Mom sweated a lot, isn't it uncomfortable?" Xiaotuanzi's voice continued to ring in his ears, with a bit of worry and uneasiness.

Then, a soft thing wiped her forehead and eyes, wiping away the sticky sweat, making Song Yan feel a little more comfortable, and her vision became clearer.

She saw Xiaotuanzi lying beside her, holding a tissue in her little hand, wiping her sweat with worry and distress on her face. The room was still dark, and the blackout curtains were drawn tightly. Under the gap at the bottom, A faint morning light penetrated slightly, which was covered by the night light on the bedside of the house, making it almost undetectable.

Song Yan only felt extremely tired, her muscles were sore and uncomfortable. She had just woken up from a dream, but she was as tired and uncomfortable as if she had not slept all night and climbed several mountains.

My head throbbed and ached.

Song Yan stretched out her hand from under the quilt, pressed her forehead with some difficulty, and called out: "Chengcheng..."

This opening made me startled, and my voice was hoarse beyond words.

The throat is also extremely dry, it is so hot that it almost smokes, and the saliva in my throat feels like being stabbed by a knife, as if it has been severely ground by countless rough sandstones. The bloody smell of the throat and mouth being torn.

Song Yan stretched out her hand to cover her neck in shock, her throat was so dry that she couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Mom, are you okay?" Xiaotuanzi suddenly became nervous.

"Ahem, it's okay..." Song Yan coughed twice, and asked weakly, "What time is it?"

Xiaotuanzi shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

He had just woken up and was busy waking up Song Yan and wiping her sweat before he had time to check the time.

Song Yan reached out to touch the bedside table, found her mobile phone on it, turned on the screen, and found that it was only past five o'clock in the morning.

Xiaotuanzi is still young, and it is time to grow his body, so he sleeps longer than adults.

He usually goes to bed on time at 08:30 every night, and the normal time to wake up is around [-]:[-] in the morning. His work and rest are very regular, almost every day.

It's still too early now, far from the time when the little guy wakes up naturally.

Song Yan frowned, turned off her phone and asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"Mom didn't wake me up." Xiaotuanzi immediately shook his head, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Chengcheng woke up by himself and wanted to go to the bathroom, but I heard my mother keep calling my name..."

And his head was covered in cold sweat, he looked very uncomfortable, as if he had a nightmare...

Xiaotuanzi quickly found a tissue to wipe her sweat, and then woke her up.

Song Yan heard it, but she didn't quite believe it.

It's not the first time she has slept with Cheng Cheng, so she naturally knows that Cheng Cheng never sleeps late at night.

Even when he was at his worst mentally and often woke up in the middle of the night with nightmares, he never got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

It's obvious that this isn't true.

It is estimated that when she was dreaming, she subconsciously called his name in her sleep, which woke up the little guy. He was afraid that she would blame herself, so he explained it like this, trying to calm her down.

Song Yan pulled the corner of her lower lip, feeling a little helpless, but she didn't expose his obvious lie.

It was the first time that Xiaotuanzi lied in front of her, even if it was out of good intentions, he was inevitably a little guilty, and his little face was a little red, but the room was dimly lit, so it was hard to tell.

Song Yan only saw his eyes floating back and forth, she didn't dare to look at her, she couldn't help laughing.

Xiaotuanzi wiped the sweat off her face again, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, do you want to drink some water? Chengcheng will pour it for you." His tone was slightly flattering.

"Well, I happen to be thirsty."

Song Yan responded with a funny face, supported the bed with one hand, and half sat up.

Xiaotuanzi breathed a sigh of relief, sat up with Yi Gulu, climbed to the edge of the bed, threw the paper towel that wiped sweat in his hand into the trash can, then leaned over to pick up the glass of water on the bedside table, and carefully held it to Song In front of Yan, "Mom, drink."

This water was prepared by Song Yan before going to bed.

Because the air conditioner is always on in the room, the air will inevitably be dry after a long time. Even if there is a humidifier, it is easy to make people feel dry mouth, so Song Yan will put a glass of water on the bedside table every day before going to bed. You can drink it directly after you put it on, and you don’t need to go to the kitchen to drink water, which is more convenient and trouble-free.

This is also a habit she has only recently acquired.

Today is no exception.

She prepared a cup for herself and Xiaotuanzi, because Xiaotuanzi was young and injured, so it was not suitable for drinking cold water directly. She even found a thermos and filled it with warm water.

The effect of the thermos cup is very good. After one night, the water in the cup is still hot, only a little colder than when it was poured in at the beginning, but it is warm enough to drink.

Song Yan took it and unscrewed the lid and took a few sips. The warm water flowed through the mouth and throat, instantly moistening the dry throat that was almost smoking, so comfortable that people couldn't help but want to sigh.

Song Yan drank several sips in a row before stopping, still feeling a little unfinished.

The capacity of the thermos cup was not very large, and Song Yan didn't drink all of it, so she left half and handed it to Xiaotuanzi, signaling him to drink a little too.

Xiaotuanzi shook his head and said, "I'm not thirsty, mother, let's drink."

He could tell that Song Yan was very thirsty and needed to drink more water, because her voice was dry and hoarse, and her usually soft lips had some dry skin, which looked very dry.

Let mom drink more water...he's not very thirsty anyway.

Xiaotuanzi thought so in his heart, with a firm expression on his face.

Song Yan was amused and helpless in her heart, she couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his sleepy hair: "Isn't it just a sip of water? You still give in to me? Drink as much as you want, finish it Wouldn't it be good to go to the kitchen and pour a glass?"

Although she was very touched by Xiaotuanzi's willingness to give her a drink, but...it's not necessary...

It's not that there is no water in the kitchen, so there's no need to save such a sip, right?

yes...

Xiaotuanzi was stunned, as if he had just thought of this, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

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