After two years of marriage, the officer husband can’t stand it any longer.

In the Shen family, the old couple had fun with Yin Yitong. The little one has gradually adapted to this place in the past few days.

"Grandma, I..., can I go see mom?" His voice was soft and gentle, like a girl's.

Mother Shen stroked the back of his head: "Tongtong, mother is sick. Let's go to the hospital after she recovers, okay?"

Yin Yitong raised her head, with a look of disappointment in her big eyes. Then she lowered her head again, stopped talking, and just fiddled with her fingers silently.

After a while, he rubbed his eyes: "I want to sleep."

Seeing that their precious grandson was sleepy, Father Shen and Mother Shen asked the servant to take him back to the room to wash and sleep.

It's a nice place, with beautiful things to see, fun things to do, and food he has never eaten before, but these are not what he needs. At his current age, he only needs the company of his parents.

In the middle of the night, after the servant who slept with him also fell asleep, he cried secretly alone. From a small cry to a steady stream of tears, he kept calling his mother...

The nanny coaxed him for a while, but he was still having trouble. In desperation, he had no choice but to go next door and call Shen Zhe.

He pushed the door open and came in wearing pajamas. Yin Yitong cried and reached out to him: "Uncle, uncle."

Shen Zhe opened his hands and hugged his son, comforting him softly: "What's wrong? Is it a dream? Or is there something uncomfortable?"

Yin Yitong sobbed: "Mom, mom, I want... mom."

Shen Zhe's reaction was the same as before, choosing silence.

"Uncle, Tongtong will be good, obedient, and eat seriously. Please take me to find my mother, please." He took a deep breath of grievance.

Shen Zhe was thinking that if the mother and son were not allowed to meet while the child was young, the child's memory of the mother would fade away after a few years.

When he saw the child crying so sadly for his mother, he couldn't help but feel sad for a while. Maybe his temperament has changed after being in the army for a long time. If it were the first eight or nine years ago, he might even be cold-blooded enough to watch Yin Xinyue die, let alone find a doctor to treat her.

The army had tempered him to become more calm and patient. When his thoughts turned around, he nodded: "I'll see my mother tomorrow morning."

Yin Yitong raised her hand to wipe away her tears with her sleeves: "I'm not lying."

Shen Zhe chuckled: "What's the point of lying to you about a two-year-old child? Did you behave well at home with your grandparents today? Did you eat well?"

When Yin Yitong heard that her uncle promised him to visit her mother, she immediately put her arms around Shen Zhe's neck and kissed him on the face: "Yes, I am very good. Grandma's cooking is delicious. I ate all of it."

After hearing this, Shen Zhe put his son on the bed and sat down, pinched his cheek: "That's good, go to bed quickly."

Yin Yitong hurriedly lay down on the bed obediently, fearing that if he moved a little slower, his uncle would regret not taking him to find his mother. His little palm tightly grasped Shen Zhe's fingers, so as to worry about her running away.

Seeing the little guy's series of movements, Shen Zhe couldn't help but laugh. He waved to the nanny to go out. He also lay down with the child...

...!

The next day, Yin Yitong sat on his belly and poked his face: "Uncle, get up quickly and find mom."

Shen Zhe wanted to throw this kid out. He was kicked around all night. Are there bugs on him? It was so noisy that he couldn't sleep well.

The little guy was full of energy early in the morning, but he had no choice but to get up. Shen Zhe stretched hard, then picked up Yin Yitong and asked kindly: "Little guy, are you ready? We are going to Go find mom."

Yin Yitong clapped her hands excitedly after hearing Shen Zhe's words. He felt like he couldn't wait to see his mother. So he quickly jumped out of bed and put on his clothes.

Shen Zhe nodded thoughtfully. He was quite independent and could even dress himself.

After washing up, he ran after Shen Zhe. Along the way, Yin Yitong seemed very quiet, but his eyes were full of expectation and uneasiness.

In the hospital, as soon as the car stopped, he thought about going to his mother's ward quickly, but he fell down after taking only two steps and broke his knee. He didn't cry. He looked up and saw Shen Zhe still standing in the car. Next to him, he was a little angry and said with a straight face: "Why don't you come over and hold me?"

"If you fall, you have to rely on others." He said this, and his body had already reacted before his brain. He strode to Yin Yitong, squatted down and picked him up: "Where did you fall? It hurts. Doesn’t it hurt?”

Yin Yitong shook her head firmly, hugged his neck, and pressed her face against his: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt much."

The movements were natural and smooth, as if he had done it countless times. He knew that only when he made his uncle happy would he take him to see his mother.

Arriving at Yin Xinyue's ward, the little guy struggled to get off Shen Zhe and hurried in: "Mom..."

The person on the hospital bed turned her head with difficulty and saw a small figure rushing toward her: "Yitong, slow down, be careful of falling..." Before she could finish her words, her Yitong had already pounced steadily. Entering her arms: "Mom, I miss you so much."

Yin Xinyue hugged her son, with a smile on her pale face, and gently stroked her hair with her hand: "Mom misses you too."

Seeing his mother whom he missed day and night, he couldn't bear it any longer. He buried himself in Yin Xinyue's arms and cried aggrievedly. Shen Zhe frowned and was a crybaby. Those who didn't know thought that the Shen family had abused him.

He had a droopy and cold face, and he really didn't like this feeling, so he complained in his heart, but looking at the heartwarming scene between mother and son, the haze just now dissipated.

He leaned against the wall and looked at the mother and son quietly, his expression a little softer.

The early morning sunlight shines on them through the window, as if giving this scene a golden edge. At this moment, people feel that the beauty in the world is nothing more than this.

Maybe she was tired from crying, or maybe she felt her mother's warm embrace, so Yin Yitong gradually fell asleep in Yin Xinyue's arms.

Yin Xinyue looked at her son lovingly, her eyes full of deep love. She looked up at Shen Zhe, who was leaning against the wall, and a smile appeared on her pale face: "Thank you, Yitong, I'll leave it to you."

Shen Zhe didn't speak, just nodded to her, then quietly exited the room, leaned against the wall outside the door, took out a cigarette, lit it skillfully, and took a deep breath, the cigarette butt was clearly extinguished. , reflecting his complicated expression and his deep eyes.

"Hey, smoking is prohibited here. You can smoke outside. You are unethical." A young nurse scolded him sternly. These men are disgusting. This floor is full of children and pregnant women. I really want to beat him up.

Shen Zhe quickly threw the cigarette on the ground and put it out, then took out a tissue, wiped it clean and threw it in the trash can, saying sorry twice.

The little nurse took a quick glance and saw that she looked like a human, but her qualities were not very good. Alas!

Young Master Shen, who was disliked by others, was also depressed. He only smoked a cigarette because he was upset, but he was scolded by the nurse. It was really embarrassing.