After three rebirths, the poor kid is loved by everyone

"Why are you crying, baby? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mommy will leave soon!"

"Daddy is leaving too. Don't be afraid, baby. Don't be afraid. Don't cry. Mommy is leaving soon."

"Big brother is leaving too, Youyou, don't be afraid."

"Let's go, we'll leave now. Youyou, don't be afraid, Second Brother will take them away right away. Brother Gu, let's go quickly!"

It is already half past ten in the evening, and five hours have passed since Feng Shiyou suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

During this period, Yu Jingshu and her husband, Tang Yunwan, and Feng Shimo, who had been at home, who had rushed over after receiving the call, were extremely scared in their hearts.

Everyone's face was gloomy, as if the world was about to end, and the room was filled with a terrifying low pressure.

But if something really happened to Feng Shiyou, it would be more terrifying to them than the end of the world.

They could not bear the pain of losing Feng Shiyou. He was their baby who they had loved and spoiled until he grew up, and they did not want him to get hurt in the slightest.

Seeing him suddenly cry after waking up, it was not that they did not want to comfort him. They thought that the boy was scared because he saw so many people.

They hurriedly moved away from the bed and fled out the door.

Qi Yining was still struggling with whether to leave or not. When she looked up at Feng Shiyou, she suddenly saw him anxiously lifting the quilt and running out of bed.

He exclaimed anxiously: "Youyou, slow down!"

The young boy seemed not to hear Qi Yining calling him. He looked at the people who left in a hurry, his eyes full of anxiety.

The happy smile he had when he woke up disappeared, and he opened his mouth and silently called out to Yu Jingshu and the others.

Don’t go, Mom, Dad, big brother, second brother, don’t go!

Feng Shiyou knew that they were worried about him, but as he watched them leave, he suddenly felt uneasy.

Raised hands, trying to grab them.

Don't go, don't leave me, mom, dad, don't leave me!

Big brother, second brother, don’t go, don’t leave me!

The tears in my eyes fell harder and harder, like a river bursting its dam, unstoppable.

Fortunately, Qi Yining's voice was loud enough for the people who were leaving in a hurry to hear it clearly, and they immediately stopped and turned around.

Yu Jingshu was the first to turn around, and when she saw Feng Shiyou running after them, her heart ached.

She quickly pushed aside Feng Bozhou who was half blocking her, ran towards Feng Shiyou with heartache, and hugged him.

"What's wrong, baby? It's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mommy is here, mommy is here."

Throwing himself into the long-lost warm embrace, Feng Shiyou's uneasy heart finally calmed down.

Silently calling Yu Jingshu: Mom, Mom, Mom...

He buried his face deep in Jingshu's neck, hugged her tightly, and absorbed the warmth from her body.

Feng Bozhou and the others didn't leave either. They all turned around, looking at the little boy in Yu Jingshu's arms with tenderness and heartache in their eyes.

Baby/Is Youyou going to recover?

Soon, their thoughts in their hearts received an accurate answer: he was cured.

The young boy suddenly raised his head and looked at them, let go of Yu Jingshu, smiled sweetly, and waved gently.

The father and his two sons looked at each other, smiled gently, then ran towards their little baby and held him in their arms one by one.

"Baby~~"

"Youyou~~"

"Youyou~~"

Hearing their loving and doting voices, Feng Shiyou responded to them silently, Dad... Big Brother... Second Brother...

It's great that I can be your family.

Qi Yining, Gu Xianghe and others did not step forward, but in the end, they all received a soft hug from the young boy.

I am also very satisfied.

…………

"Doctor Yang, how is Youyou?"

In the treatment room, Yang Zhixue had just turned off the medical flashlight station and stood up when he heard Feng Shiyi's worried and anxious voice.

He turned around and saw the family with the same anxious expressions, and whispered.

"The young master was greatly shocked this time, which led to aphasia..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the panicked Feng Shiyi, "What? Aphasia!"

"Then Youyou won't be able to speak anymore in the future? No, Youyou... ugh!"

Feng Shiyi's eyes were instantly filled with sadness. He opened his mouth to cry, but Feng Shimo covered his mouth with his hand.

With a serious look in his eyes, he said, "Listen to what the doctor has to say first."

Feng Shiyi was stunned, blinked and nodded blankly, and the tears that were about to come out were suppressed. Only then did Feng Shimo let go.

Then he said to Yang Zhixue: "Sorry, Uncle Yang, please continue."

Yang Zhixue shook his head lightly, "It's okay."

Then he continued: "Although it is aphasia, you don't have to worry too much, because the young master's aphasia is temporary."

"It will take at least a month or half a year to recover, as long as you keep practicing."

"But the most important point is..."

Hearing this, Yu Jingshu and the others who were standing nearby instantly showed worry on their faces.

Yang Zhixue also looked at Feng Shiyou at this time and said softly: "Xiao Shiyou, you have to untie the knot in your heart, otherwise..."

Otherwise, needless to say, everyone present knew it.

After Dr. Yang left, Feng Shiyou saw that everyone had a heavy expression on their face, and he knew it was his fault.

He quickly stood up, took Feng Shiyi's phone, typed a few words to them, with a well-behaved smile on his face.

[I'm fine, don't worry]

[I will definitely practice hard, and you guys will practice with me when the time comes, okay~~]

[Oh, and don’t worry about that knot in my heart. I know what it is. Don’t worry, I can overcome it soon.]

Feng Shiyou thought that as long as he could completely avenge Sister Qingyue, Maomao, and himself, and solve the problem of that hellish place, he would be fine.

But he didn't know how to tell his parents about this, so he could only comfort them this way for now.

Unfortunately, Yu Jingshu and the others are not so easy to fool.

As soon as I saw the words typed by the young boy, the pain in my heart once again swept through my body, and my eyes were full of heartache for him.

Feng Bozhou hugged the little boy and said distressedly, "Don't be afraid, baby, Daddy will be with you."

"No matter what happens, baby, you must remember that we are your family. We will always stand behind you and be your support."

Although the baby doesn't remember it, he will never forget the heart-wrenching cries and painful calls for help that the baby made when he was asleep.

He would never forget those cries filled with despair, those hoarse cries, even until his death.

The baby had gone through too much pain and torture, and they were powerless at that time, but this time, they would not let him get hurt again.

Feng Bozhou's words instantly made the young boy's eyes red and his nose sour.

What should I do? He looks like he’s about to cry again.

Tears finally rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and Feng Shiyou quickly buried his head in his father's broad chest, not wanting them to see.

He thought, perhaps his mother and the others already knew what he had been through.

In the past, he might have been extremely uneasy, afraid that they would hate and fear him, and would have wanted to escape.

But this time, he was not afraid, because his family gave him the confidence.

But he still has one very important thing to do, and perhaps soon he will be able to completely walk out of the shadows.

That night, Feng Shiyou wrote all the words on a piece of paper and gave it to Feng Bozhou.

His eyes were full of determination and courage.

Sister, Maomao, I will be able to take you home soon...

I will definitely take you home...