The mother's nature made her unable to make a decision that would make her son embarrassed, especially when she knew that the result would definitely make people sad.

She looked at Xiao Yechen who was walking away in the wind and snow, and her eyes followed his back, like a statue.

Qi Ye put his coat on her.

Ye Weilan said softly: "This damn heaven, why does it snow? Xiaojiu is so thin that the wind almost blows him away..."

Qi Ye hugged her waist; "Lan, he will come back."

Ye Weilan suppressed tears from her eyes. She promised Qi Ye that she would not cry about Xiaojiu's incident again.

She turned her head, hugged Qi Ye's back, and whispered: "Thank you, let me know that my son is really doing well outside."

She witnessed his "journey" with her own eyes.

He is no longer gloomy, cold, gentle, smiling, and cruel... These contradictions are gradually revealed in that cold and weak child.

In the near future, he will definitely become a very outstanding boy.

Qi Ye hugged her slender body and used her warm arms to smooth the chill in her chest bit by bit.

"No matter how far Xiaojiu goes, he is your child."

"Well, he was born to me, and no matter what, he is our son."

Ye Weilan recalled that the happiness and joy stolen these days suppressed the sadness in his heart and thought about it in the better direction.

"Xiao Jiu will meet more people, see more beautiful scenery, and see all kinds of dark and warm human nature... When he grows up, he will become the most beautiful and powerful man in this world."

"I'm so... looking forward to..."

In the miserable night, words filled with reluctance and longing echoed, and this quiet and cold night is about to pass soon.

...

The next day, Xiaoxue rubbed her eyes and sat up. She saw the white area outside the window. She happily got up, standing barefoot on the windowsill, looking at the beautiful snow scene: "Brother, it's snowing, the snowflakes are as beautiful as Xiaoxue. Brother and Xiaoxue go to build a snowman together..."

A sweet and soft voice came outside the room. Ye Weilan pushed the door and walked in. He saw Xiaoxue lying on the glass, her big eyes full of anticipation.

"Baby, good morning."

"Mommy..." Xiaoxue turned her head and threw herself into her arms, looking at her with crystal clear eyes: "It's snowing. Brother can play snowball fights with Xiaoxue and build snowmen. Mommy should wear more clothes and don't get frozen..."

Her soft little hands gently stroked her belly, feeling the breath of "sister" that had not been masked yet.

Ye Weilan's heart was so blocked that she looked at the child's happy little face, and wanted to say something, but she held back and changed the topic; "Mommy changed your clothes and got up to have a meal."

Xiaoxue nodded; "Thank you, mommy, good morning."

A sweet kiss came from the rosy little mouth.

...

The steaming breakfast was set on the table. Xiaoxue walked out after washing up, sat next to her father, looking at only three pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and said crisply; "Dad, my brother's bowls and chopsticks, mommy forgot to take them out, Xiaoxue went to get them..."

She jumped off the stool and was about to walk to the kitchen, but suddenly she was picked up by Qi Ye and sat on her lap; "Brother doesn't need bowls and chopsticks."

Qi Ye couldn't bear it and asked Ye Weilan who was avoiding the kitchen to tell Xiaoxue this fact.

"Dad was wrong. What my brother needs, you can give it to my brother and let mommy feed the baby." Xiaoxue thought this idea was very good and tilted her head and smiled sweetly.
Chapter completed!